A close look at heaps of skinned bloodied fur bearers

Why is it people cannot see
the skinned souls and adversity
lost in time hung on some tree
and skinned alive in agony

their screams go inwards
those who know
the pain and how it shatters
though

the furrier care now nothing for
the dying earthlings
thick with gore

its sinful really and its dire
and wearers of the fur
your fire

is being stoked
in hell fire where
the embers glow
white hot despair

could be you now
regret the need
to see fur bearing souls
just bleed
so you can wear
their thick rich coats
and wrap them
slowly around your throats

white hot hell
till the end of time
chew well dear friends
swallow your chyme