SlaughterHouse Dreams

SlaughterHouse Dreams

A Poem by Baby Ricochet
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It's a poem. With rhymes and s**t.

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Got a job in a slaughterhouse
on top of grinding gears
Strapping pigs to electric chairs
for bovine profiteers

Wrap hooves with conductor wire
Then throw the killing switch
I work for piss and vinegar
Make profits for the rich

Exploit the lands of Africa
Cow them with the lash
Our founding fathers ambitions
A slave holder's panache

Running guns across the desert
Rape the land for spoils
Waging war for profit margins
The price of diamond oil

Exploiting fears of terrorism
So hate can germinate
Turn the land of milk and honey
Into a fascist state

Ride the backs of common people
Until we're broken down
Profiteers eat all our children
while we all slowly drowned

Working in this slaughterhouse
listening to the screams
Watching entrails on the walls
turn into payday dreams

Stick electrodes into piggy
one last screaming squeal
Hit the switch electric twitch
then hang it on the wheel

© 2013 Baby Ricochet


Author's Note

Baby Ricochet
Yes I know bovine is cattle.

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Love this , poignant thought provoking and to the point, satire in rhyme.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

6 Years Ago

Thank you Moon
This is fantastic, one of my favorite pieces from you, really shows your skill as a writer/poet.
Reminds me that you are a lot smarter than you allow us to think. There is more to you than just b**b jokes and alcohol and that's why we keep reading. Great piece!

Posted 6 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

6 Years Ago

Thank you Inda
The picture alone would inspire me to write. However I don't know that I would have done it as much justice as what you just did. I know you may consider yourself humble, but you still have my respect. I see a creative brilliance in your harsh, blunt ways.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

6 Years Ago

Thank you Muse
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It's a review, with praise and s**t

I swear, Baby Ricochet had developed a form of satire all his own. A very good one. Always packs a punch and the criticism is hidden, like normal, under a very thick layer of sarcasm. A pleasure, as always

Posted 6 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

6 Years Ago

Thank you Annabelle
Rhyme, rhythm - and a powerful analogy. This is the American machine, keeping every animal in their proper place... Excellent poem.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

6 Years Ago

Thank you Rita
It's always been like that, and it always will be.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

6 Years Ago

That's for sure
Crazy bloody! I like how you start and end in the slaughter house.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

6 Years Ago

Thank you Mark
HA! You write some crazy stuff bro! I love it though. It is creative and always just a bit funny. Creativity is in your blood

Posted 6 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

6 Years Ago

Thank you Eddie. It's good to see you
I like it. In my eyes, a commentary on how everything becomes about gain at any costs, whether it be human lives or money. As long as the rich get richer and the poor get poorer. Good poem with great rhyme and meter. Nicely done.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

6 Years Ago

Thank you Will
Interesting poem and the rhymes were good awesome job :)

Posted 6 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

6 Years Ago

Thank you Ankara

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Baby Ricochet
Baby Ricochet

Tampa, FL



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