Nailing Descartes to the Wall - Propagandhi

I speak outside what is recognized as the border between «reason» and «insanity»

But I consider it a measure of my humanity to be written off by the living

graves of a billion murdered lives.

And I’m not ashamed of my recurring dreams about me and a gun and a different

species

(hint: starts with «h» and rhymes with «Neuman's») of carnage strewn about the

stockyards, the factories and farms.

Still I know as well as anyone that it does less good than harm to be this

honest with a conscience eased by lies.

But you cannot deny that meat is still murder.

Dairy is still rape.

And I’m still as stupid as anyone, but I know my mistakes.

I have recognized one form of oppression, now I recognize the rest.

And life’s too short to make another’s shorter- (animal liberation now!).