Trapped (inspired by C Ferri)

Tangled in a snare
left by some retard
a device that in a trice
is dark and dire
conceived to trap and maim
a living creature
wherever it was born
unaware of the demonic thoughts
of those who prowl at Dawn
to lay their vile creations
and hope the unsuspecting
wandering to forage
or on a peaceful stroll
will tremble at its awfulness
will shudder at it evilness
Will cry out to their god on high
as they fall into this hole
which meets the due requirement
of the Fur Industry, who
entice these dark marauders
who themselves don’t have one clue
of the severity they do impose
on a creature, but who claim
a measly sum its all part
of their dreadful little game

we witness such confusion
such agony such woe
trapped it cannot get away
but it really wants to go
so it pulls and pulls
and the trap digs ever deeper
and the pain
get worse and worse and worse
and worse
and its efforts are all in vain

Only man can do this
can torture in this way
its contrived and it is evil
and it makes a creature pay
a price for having skin and hair
that the fur industry need
that designers in their studio’s
like vampires want to bleed
like corporates whose coffers
are added to each day
and like stars of stage and screen
who wear the objects of dismay
it lacks the truest justice
its evil to the core
and those who slaughter in this way
when they are at deaths door
can remember all those innocents
who died so they could be
clad in their dead skin
so the papparazzo
see
and show us just how far away
and really how they lied
wearing the dead skin and hair
of others who were denied

(that right)and killed