The Black Cows Are Bellowing

Though not short of grass and not in need of hay The black cows have been bellowing all of last night and today Just displaying their sorrow of them one can say Since from them the farmer has taken their calves away Humans do grieve and cows do grieve too They grieve for their young as human mothers do The bond of love between a cow and her calf as a human mother and her child is as strong And those who will tell you different have got it all wrong Their calves gone to the abattoir for to be slaughtered for wealthy people to eat As veal for to buy is quite expensive meat And the cows left to bellow themselves hoarse sounds of their sorrow travel far and wide In the still morning air across the green countryside The black cows are bellowing in the paddock nearby The wailing of their grief echo to the sky Though with plenty of grass to eat and not in need of hay They mourn for the calves from them taken away.