Song of pain

Song of pain, screamed from hostile crates, captive farmed flesh, braying and simpering, crashing hooves, beaks peck, claws scratch, a sickly cacophonic symphony, played by condemned musicians, on instruments of tortured death The overture wails, the movement progresses, conductor directs to the climax, the spilling of crimson life force, then, the music is silent. Until the song begins again Song of pain screamed from hostile crates….