Trappers low life fur traders

It was man who conceived the trap

a contraption designed to kill and maim

sold to ugly people who it seems now claim

a right to go into anothers area

and leave

this vile contraption hidden

purposefully to achieve

 

covered up with leaves and twigs

so an unsuspecting soul

can wander on its way

and be trapped there

for its a role

the furrier is hopeful

will lead to pelts to use

the agony the frustration

and of course the mean abuse

innocent little animals

who go about their day

not an evil thought at all

but still they have to pay

 

 

imagine as the contraption springs

and embeds itself and they

find their limbs are crushed

their backs their heads even

they lay

hopeful they can soon escape

but realizing they

will bleed to death

forgo their breath

as they pass away

 

 

 

the low life then return

and kill the animals if they are

not dead yet

otherwise feeling below par

the animal will feel a boot

smashed into its head

and if it wasn’t dying

now it would be dead

 

then the low life strips its fur

and chucks its guts away

to be eaten by another soul

this is how they pay

the skin is then sent back to dry

and taken to the place

where the fur trade pays a pittance

and so the vile disgrace

 

a soul has died

encountering a trap

that broke its will

that crushed its limbs

that sent it to a hell

the trappers thrill

was evidence

the sordid sick low life

that calls to see

and gets a pittance from the trade

thats if you ask me

 

another innocent soul is dead

to be used in someones coat

a stole a bag lets wave our flag

for all the words we’ve wrote

to try and discourage anyone from wearing

fur for they

are party to the torture and the murder

anyway

 

The furriers and the fur trade

are a bunch of lousy fools

greed takes them to hell and back

with their chemicals and tools

they fashion from this skin

a garment fit for a queen

sadly they are repulsive

and have always been

 

low life dark assassins

employing trappers who

should be killed in these awful traps

for they ‘d know what to do

scream out as their bones are crushed

relentlessly they’d feel

lost and gone forever

unable to conceal

 

the agony they were feeling

and realizing they

were dying in the undergrowth

with little left to say

 

the fur trade is a bloody trade

filled with cowards and scum

parasites of differing sizes

that all leave me numb

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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