mollyripkim Posted January 15, 2014 Share Posted January 15, 2014 Saw this posted on Facebook, brought a tear to my eye. My name is Bella, I lived in a cage, Shown no compassion, just pecking and rage Then one day from my cage I was pulled, I’d heard of this day I was about to be culled Into a crate I was gently placed Still very crowded with not much space I wondered how long my future would be Little did I know I would soon be FREE Our crates were opened and we all jumped out Food, water and bedding was all about One by one the re-homers came. Then came the one who gave me my name You see MY name is Bella, I live life to the full One of the lucky ones who escaped the cull Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chickabee Posted January 15, 2014 Share Posted January 15, 2014 love it Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gavclojak Posted January 15, 2014 Share Posted January 15, 2014 I found this in a book I was reading, I swear I cried every time I tried to get to the end. Enjoy letters are amazing an alphabet for life,, whose words can make a point with the precision of a knife, Whose words can shock or startle and shift a point of view, Words change things through erosion heralding the new. Letters are amazing, a glorious diamond mine, They morph and merge like microbes, then change and recombine Yet the difference in a letter,though very small to read, can greatly alter meaning and bring great change indeed. For cages hens newly rescued, this verbal play is clear, abused becomes a busy hen darting far and near, A caged hen is engaging in her owners joyful gaze Whilst degraded turns to Gardner and round the garden strays The hen ignored is now adored and offered treats and toys Whilst dust and noise are are glady swapped for days of dust bath joys The cramped hen now is trampling through flower beds and grass, The thin hen now is thinking of that's she's found a home at last. Her boredom turned into freedom her fear in to foray Such as how to work the cat flap and to move in on rainy days. The hen won't now be cat food though cat fiend seems more apt As tibbles flees the kitchen whilst the owners watch enrapt. From commercial hatch to veggie patch from stressed to just plain sassy From empty crop to happy coop this hens a happy lassie The meat hook isn't waiting nor a downward pointing neck Just a treat hook duly baited with delightful things to peck Not stunned now only stunning, as feathers soon re sprout Not worthless now but priceless is what it's all about. Yes letters are amazing, the changes that they bring Not slaughter now but laughter is the song these hens will sing By Frances tosdevin Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grandmashazzie Posted January 16, 2014 Share Posted January 16, 2014 What lovely poems,may have to rethink getting ' posh 'birds after reading those. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lavenders_Blue Posted January 16, 2014 Share Posted January 16, 2014 Grandmashazzie, please do get some batties! I've had 3 lots now, plus one lot of posh birds and I just adore my batties. I still have one of my original cage fighters from my very first lot of hens (rescued in 2009, so she's a real stately old lady now) funnily enough, she is called Bella! She is such a character, she was horrid when she first arrived, pecking and bullying the others, but she's mellowed into the sweetest, kindest bird you could imagine. And she loves nothing more than to hop up onto your lap for a snooze If you do get the chance, please get some batties, they really are so rewarding. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gavclojak Posted January 16, 2014 Share Posted January 16, 2014 I 100% agree with everything lavender_blue has said. I am so proud of my ex commercial girls ) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Luvachicken Posted January 16, 2014 Share Posted January 16, 2014 Those poems are just lovely. One day, when I have a bigger garden, I would like to get some rescue hens but my garden is just not big enough at the moment. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grandmashazzie Posted January 16, 2014 Share Posted January 16, 2014 Lavenders Blue my hens are ex batts!I second everything you say they are all the more precious for having that chance at life.But reading everyone's posts and seeing pics of laced things and silky things ( sounds a bit risqué ) I have a hankering for something other than a wee brown hen. . . Sorry girlies but there is no other way to describe you. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gavclojak Posted January 16, 2014 Share Posted January 16, 2014 (edited) Another one, just for you guys who are considering some ex-caged girls.....emotional blackmail?....whatever it takes I onced lived life inside a pen, Like you, I was a battery hen Although kept warm and fed quite well I laid my eggs inside that hell I shared my cage with more the same Pecked and fought, no one to blame Pecked too hard, they'd snipe my beak I'd fight for food or end up weak No room to stretch, no room to flap No proper sleep, a moments nap, I felt like I was doing time, Born a hen my only crime. But outside there's a world, you know With sun that shines and winds that blow And grass that's green and bugs that bite There's no need to peck and fight All you need is someone who Will care enough to rescue you 'Cause now I've feather I can fluff And soil to scratch in-I've enough My life is good, this world is great, I hope you haven't long to wait, Til someone frees you from that pen, Then you won't be a battery hen Angie greenwood Edited January 16, 2014 by Guest Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mollyripkim Posted January 16, 2014 Author Share Posted January 16, 2014 Oh Gavclojak that really made me cry too, but just so lovely and meaningful. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lavenders_Blue Posted January 16, 2014 Share Posted January 16, 2014 D'oh I didn't see your signature! Now I see you have ex batts I know what you mean about all the pretty hens that others have, but it's the batties that have really stolen my heart. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gavclojak Posted January 16, 2014 Share Posted January 16, 2014 Ah have nothing against posh girls, they look lovely and I am sure they make amazing pets but I have posh dogs so no judgement here! It's just I love my girls and seeing 400 odd ex cages girls straight from the farm last Sunday getting there new forever homes, well it's ex commercial girls for Me all the way!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
