this crush cage
a page, in my life closes down on me
A space where ugly demons come into my world
great snapping teeth that bite down frantically
Head first down a one way shaft
A maelstrom of lost souls
My tears have soaked the faeces ridden floor
and all my goals
The dreams I had of wildness
amongst the thickets where
I could lay and meditate
In the morning air
Every cave I visited, every hollow tree
That big rock I could scratch on
They all belonged to me
The basic day to day routine of my life and my way
My equilibrium came about, on that quite special day
When they came for me
The men with ropes
A box, a truck
and assorted hopes
The crush cage, harvesting
infections, pain
and would I see my cub again?
My fistula oh dear I can’t describe just how
it felt
It bleeds and maggots like to nibble
And there’s a massive welt
it pains me so to try to keep
the infection under tow
Every single second I wish
that it would go
but it was total torture morning noon and night
No future just this purgatory
and this cannot be right
My little prince a royal right regent fellow
I have to change, it can’t go on no more
I summoned all the strength within my body
and broke out of the cage, yea it was war
I ran into the men that held my baby
Like whimpering sprites they dropped him and were gone
I crushed the little fellow, putting him, out of his misery
And there he lay he died there yes upon
The floor, blood spilling out of him along with drops of bile
Staring up to heaven I’m sure he’s there already
Playing jumping doing things in style.
I scared the shit out of the chinese workers
Paid a pittance, to serve the devil well
Head down I ran into the wall bashed my brains out on that wall
Bile running out of me too as I fell
Still breathing just about,a fit of panting
sharp the men came running to my side
I growled a growl from deep within my being
and on that filthy floor lay down and died
Now we’re scampering in the forest up in Heaven
In a world where only animals now are
Above us in the sky are stars and simple diadems
But human beings no their very far
away from us, the earthlings we’re kept separate
For evil souls can never track us here
We sufferred once our lives so racked with
agony
So we’re guaranteed a life of peace and cheer
The poems of Mr. Rex Tyler are deep compassion with the tortured creature.
I guess they are thanks for noticing and feeling their pain through my words