The crippling effect of racing
To legs and sinews grates
Pulverises the spirit
Really it creates
A miasma in my being
I cannot run as fast
It’s cruelty personified
Expecting me to blast
Around a cinder track
Beating others is a sin
Man you are as rotten
And your excuses are wearing thin
Greyhound racing ban it now
Written at 2.15 am
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.