Bliss

There is nothing happier than a cow destined for slaughter
Never having to deal with tomorrow
Never having to carry the burdens of yesterday’s memories
Never worried about food
Able to eat until her heart’s content
Never lonely
Never lost
Always following the heard
And if she’s really lucky
Perhaps a calf or two
Even death is no worry
As she follows along
One by one
And as she steps up
Just a small pinch
And everything is done

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