HIDDEN (DOG/CAT MEAT TRADE)

How mighty the pen
But cleverer the mind 
Which cunningly finds ways
To
Excuse
Deny
Bend
The truth
That is out there
For we all to know
But through
Manipulation and lies
Is not clearly on show
And even though some of us
Bleed, weep and cry
The tortured still suffer
The dying still die
For our souls remain blind
To the shame at our feet
As the evil ones lie 
The powerful cheat
And I just want to die
As 
Big business sells
Fairytales
Pure and clean
And our hearts remain closed to wrongs
Hidden
Unseen
So wherever our eyes turn
All that we see
Is all that we 
Want
Crave
Need
For me, me and thee
Bags, shoes and coats
Slippers galore
Created from agonies
There
Behind that closed door.
(Marion Price) 2017