Caged – buy free range

If feather-bare we toured our plight

round Britain’s eleven thousand and seventy two

wire free mile circumference bringing eggs to you

we wing-clipped osteoporosised amputees

struggling along in twos and threes

to bring you scrawny chicken stew

we wouldn’t make a pretty sight

we know you wouldn’t like to see

so we’ll crouch in A4 cages without light

to lay those guilty eggs tonight.

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Julia Dean-Richards

Julia is a writer and performer living in the Shropshire hills. Her writing is a product and expression of the love she has found whilst journeying through the most difficult times of her life.

2 thoughts on “Caged – buy free range”

  1. Standing ovation from me and my free roaming chickens! When I see the happiness of chickens doing chicken things (scratching, flapping, chasing and generally being inquisitive) it breaks my heart to think that this isn’t the norm. Well said!!

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