Nailing Descartes To The Wall (liquid) Meat I

I speak outside what is recognized as the border between "reason" and "insanity".

But I consider it a measure of my humanity to be written off

by the living graves of a billion murdered lives.

And I'm not ashamed of my recurring dreams about me and a gun and a different species

(hint: starts with "h" and rhymes with "Neuman's")

of carnage strewn about the stockyards, the factories and farms.

Still I know as well as anyone that it does less good

than harm to be this honest with a conscience eased by lies.

But you cannot deny that meat is still murder.

Dairy is still rape.

And I'm still as stupid as anyone, but I know my mistakes.

I have recognized one form of oppression, now I recognize the rest.

And life's too short to make another's shorter- (animal liberation now!).