FLAMINGO

Three children
The zoo keepers
Parents teachers
Friends
Relatives
Whose right whose wrong?
Compassion
Who defends?

FLamingo’s graceful beings
Locked up in their stall
Slaves to our emotion
And what we learn at school
Respect has lost its way with us
The old get none at all
Youth incensed with science
And violence now on call

On tap, these souls such beauty
Their peacefulness and calm
Put up to be beaten up
And given so much harm
Parents find it difficult
Authority we see
Aggression from the shit they eat
And the crap now on TV

computor games-aggression
Zombie killing fields
The waves of utter evil
In small minds it builds
Children are not children
In the sense not any more
The chemtrails and the GMO’s
And the shit in every store

Refined and messed about with
What chance when we see
Their parents
Into drugs and booze
And god knows what else
So free

3 boys got into a Chzech Zoo
Climbing a fence all three
No know one saw them doing it
A 5 year old just free
A 6 year old an 8 year old
Climb a fence for sure
And stomp on graceful beings
Turning them into gore

Where were the zoo attendants?
Where were the parents they?
Where was all the compassion?
And the empathy we pay
A high cost for this evil
Two wild birds one killed
The other badly injured
And what has been instilled

In these three boys’ who legged it
And, one got away
And now its all on facebook
For all of us to say
What we think about it
These flamingo’s murdered by
Our children yes the innocent
So angry and we ask why?

No doubt the little warriors
Will be bragging
Its kudos zombie killings
Maybe so
The karma and there is karmA
For the lot of us
Killing graceful beings
Is so low

One hopes the parents
Get a dose of something
Zoo’s forgoe so much it seems to me
We let these idiots run the show
Many of them dont want to know
Just a cavalacade
of slavery

Wild birds and wild animals
Locked up in a place
Where anyone can harm them
It is such a disgrace
Leave them where creation put them
With their wings to fly
Watch the films on you tube
And ask your mentors why

Zoo’s must all be closed down
Habitats far away
Must all be open sanctuaries
Where all the wild folk play
As for these two wounded souls
Karma must kick in
Remind these children of what they did
Such an ugly sin!

It really was a message
To all of us to be
Caring towards every living soul
Who wanders free
Respecting our elders
Our women folk as well
And those who feel the need
To harm send the shits to HELL.

This wounded birds and the dead bird
I hope the nightime will
Bring their souls into these chikdrens minds
The nightmares spill
Let them stomp on the children
In the darkness of their room
An imaginative overload
That becomes their nightly tomb

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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