Balderdash

We cry of course we cry
Who wouldn’t cry
As feelings flow
Emotions reach the ultimate
Level when we know
The torture that is coming
The fight
A one sided test
Of bullies taking angels out
And you can feel the rest

We cry per chance to understand
The folly of it all
The pernicious threat
Apparently set
In stone despite our call
Our blood loss and our agony
The evil of the scene
The human heart where is it
When the painting is obscene

And despite our tears
Compassion is never to be found
As we stand there racked with pain
We are being drowned
Out of our existence
By the darkly evil soul
Who is driving his sword deeper
It’s his point of control

At that moment we have only
The sky to look upon
We hear the taunts
Of beings in the galleries
The haunts
Of trouble us shame
The fatality of fiesta
Injurious and in vain
The lack of moral compass
The outrage of it all
The ills that flesh is heir to
We can feel that last Great Wall

Against our backs
The tragedy of losing life this way
We submit oh! we submit
To everything you say
On bended knee
Our dying breath
To relinquish all
And to welcome death

And before that moment
Our ears and tail
Severed through
The haughty male
We hear the rumble
From the stands
We see the murderers
Bloody hands
The last tears
Of a wounded soul
Is restored to full control

Bull fighting still exists and is supported by the blood thirsty
Reprobates despite all the pain and agony we still have to submit
To such terror on a daily basis…..

We love life all its simplicity help us please help us will you?