The slaughterhouse

I went to the slaughterhouse today

Actually I saw it on television

And it was all modern, all clean

With a press of a button

They could kill all things,

pluck them clean

and turn them into pieces ready to consume

You are right to presume

We have made slaughter so effortless these days

So many ways

In which things die to feed us

The slaughterhouses we run

I fear will one day eat us.