In a prostitute village in Borneo
tightly chained to a wall
shaved of her hair
and left there to share
her virtues with men
who did call
a sex slave, imagine that
one soulful lass
having to put up
with the malajusted
alas
their gross, indecency
of a sentient who
was raped and re raped
her Madam in view
Their, exploitation of
someone so wild
whose innocence equalled
the age of a child
who must have experienced
urges of sin
wondering how human beings
begin
to fall to such depths of
iniquity
and take out their lust
on an ape tragically
Torn from the forest
whose memories must
be all that sustain her
now drawn to disgust
those who had ripped up
her forest home
and had planted the oil palm
where she could not roam
the darkness apparent
All life torn away
the canopy covered
the end of the day
she was a slave
she was taken away
to serve out her life
in this terrible way
Those men of the night
with riveting eyes
who ravaged her body
ripped open their flies
and grunted like males do
in spite of how she felt
the insanity of it
those cards she was dealt
Man you have sunk
to the abyss, and will pay
for those indecent acts
and your filthy display
the Madam who chained you
to that blood soaked wall
will now be in hell
with possibly all
of those men who paid
for the vile satisfaction
of raping a great ape
a sin laden transaction
that lives in your heart
and destroys it each day
for such a performance
of course they will pay
The great corporations
who stomp up the gold
and instruct the vilest
to come and behold
a forest of trees
a great spirit of life
protecting the planet
from the unseen strife
who furnish the tools
and the where for all to
log out the forests
and do what they do
to replant the oil palm
this huge violent weed
that alters so much
and on life it does feed
few plants can cope with it
its aura is dark
birds fly away from it
in itself, it is stark
it encourages rats
from the bowels of the earth
and man brings in owls
feeling they do have worth
which then attracts cobra’s
and the low life arrives
and the once living forest
never survives
Just the lust for more profit
and corporate greed
the indigenous suffer
the great red apes bleed
In a prostitute village
monstrosities are
unthinking and sinking
the abyss, so far
in the satanic slime
the maggoty men
are eating each other
and wondering when.
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.
So very sad and such a horrible commentary on human”kind” that acts as vile as this are always perpetrated against the most innocent, the most defenseless, the most trusting (initially) – children and animals. “No one is free until we are all free”
How sad and what a disturbing commentary on human”kind”. The worst abuse is always perpetrated against the most defenseless – children, animals, elderly – how shameful. ” no one is free until we are ALL free”
Yes I am sorry that this is the first poem of mine you have seen but I write every day and my blog is mostly related to animals and indigenous issues and of course the wider environment, but I am also a Toastmaster(Public Speaker) and so do use my passionate approach to the subject’s with audiences too
I will be going out to Malaysia again in November and hope to take up again the problems of Palm oil.
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