Once there was a pig
who lived in a hut made of twigs,
straw, mud and clay
avoided being somebody’s prey
It was only afternoon
when he saw the butcher’s goons
Hidden in the cupboard he saw
they were taking away the animals to slay them raw
He shivered
as anger and disgust ran through his nerves
He didn’t know which they would serve
after the chaos
When he went out
he actually froze
There was blood all over the place,
the anger could be seen on his face
“Oink oink, I have to do something
or they’ll keep hunting,
capturing my brothers and sisters,
not in number but in clusters.”
So he decided to free them all
by going to the butchery opposite the city hall
So he started his preparations
to stop the separation
It took time
but he reached there on the bell’s sixteenth chime
inside the butchery he saw
no cupboards or drawers
only a big bench and a mallet
and under it was a scared rabbit
“Oink oink I am here to help.”
As he knelt to see the creature’s face
Oh by God’s grace
rabbit was still alive.
“Oink oink, hurry up
we have to help the others but,
do you know where they are?
We have to do it fast, I don’t even have a car.”
“They are in the backyard,” said the rabbit,
“Maybe they are going to be slayed, dammit!”
The pig ran towards the backyard
saw all the animals not too far,
he opened the cage and let them free
in a moment or and they decided to flee
With a huge sigh of relief
the pig advanced to the gate
when suddenly he saw
the butcher with his fork and plate.
When the butcher saw the opened cages and the pig
he realized who did it
and with anger and recklessness
he grabbed the pig’s legs
and finished him off in a trifle.
Nobody came to save the brave pig
Who was just silent?
This shows everyone is so self-minded
who didn’t shed a tear
for the one who shed his life for them.