Introduction

Essays

Aminals and "Aminals"
For the Times; they are a Changing

Mystical Transformation
Peace In Our Lifetime
Redefining and Elevating our Veganism

Reflections on What I'm Thankful For
Vegan Evolution
Virgil Butler - Bio

A Vision of a Vegan World
You Are Not Alone

Poems

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At a Hunter's Hang-Out
The Animals' Saint
A Baby's Story
Dark and Evil Days
"Do they care?"
Eating Babies
Eyes Of An Elephant
An Enigma
The Fawn Story
Forest Friends
Humanity and its Vanity

In The Name Of Tradition
Letter To My Unborn Child
Let's Not Forget 
Little Red Riding Hood

Man May be Mad
Meat
My Love should be more ‘Dog-like’
Thanksgiving Wish
To My Daughter
Truly Beautiful

We Will

Stories

Downed Cow
The Happy Child
A Lemming Named Choice
Three Pigs and A Wolf

Songs

Antilullaby

Companion Animal

Farmer Boy

Fight We Shall

Go Vegan

The Greatest Gift

Here

How Can We Do It?

The Last Slaughterhouse

Listen to Chief Seattle

My God Says

Osteoporosis

Our Evolution

The Racist

Sweat-Free Carols

 

Farmer Boy

1st verse:
Monday morn', another day'd gone by.
Little boy could hear the poor calf's cry.
Farmer Dad could feel his own boy's pain.
This was life - what could he say?

Don't cry, don't cry.
For this is the way of things, my little son.
Don't cry, don't cry.
You'll forget when the day is done.

2nd verse:
Tuesday morn', another day'd gone by.
Little boy could hear calf's mother's cry.
Farmer Dad could feel his own boy's pain.
This was life - what could he say?

Don't cry, don't cry.
For we've always done this, so it must be right.
Don't cry, don't cry.
You'll see: you'll forget tonight.

3rd verse:
Wednesday morn', another day'd gone by.
Little boy could hear the poor calf's cry.
Farmer Dad could feel his own boy's pain.
This was life - what could he say?

Daddy, daddy.
I don't understand this. I love them, don't you?
There, there, my son.
You'll forget when the day is through.

4th verse:
Thursday morn', another day'd gone by.
Little boy could hear calf's mother's cry.
Farmer Dad could feel his own boy's pain.
It was sad - what could he say?

There, there, my son.
It's sad, but we need to. Oh, please, son, don't cry.
Daddy, daddy.
Oh please can you tell me why?

5th verse:
Friday morn', another day'd gone by.
Little boy could hear the poor calf's cry.
Farmer Dad could feel his own boy's pain.
So confused - what could he say?

There, there, my son.
If we let them go, then they wouldn't survive.
Daddy, daddy.
Why can't we keep them alive?

6th verse:
Saturday morn', another day'd gone by.
Little boy could hear calf's mother's cry.
Farmer Dad could feel his own boy's pain.
So confused - what could he say?

There, there, my son.
If we did't raise meat, then what would we do?
Daddy: Grow vegetables.
I know that the neighbors do.

7th verse:
Sunday morn', another day'd gone by.
Little boy could hear the poor calf's cry.
Farmer Dad could feel his own boy's pain.
His son was right: what could he say?

There, there, my son.
I can't bear to see you so sad all the time.
Tomorrow, if you feel the same,
The animals will stay alive.
Oh Daddy! How I love you!
And Farmer Dad's words came true.

Words and Music by Mohan Embar
Copyright © 1995-2004 by Mohan Embar. All Rights Reserved
May be used in unchanged form by avowed Animal Rightists if accompanied by this copyright message.

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