Air France continue’s
shipping little monkeys
destined for
Vivisection periods
such sadness and such gore
plucked out of their habitat
stolen so to say
wrenched out of their being
to be shipped now far away
you know they are the cargo
and your management must be
prepared to count their euro’s
not withstanding, we
are where we choose, as you are
but little souls are slaves
stolen from their families
as if they were sad knaves
and some won’t reach, wherever
their hearts and souls will die
their spirits will be tested
tears will fill each eye
unpacked they will be processed
thats the term they use
put into a wire cages
and truly then abuse
their being, their whole
heart and soul
their everything will be
raped of all desire
and lost effectively
vivisection, experimentation
can we ever feel
their agony
their utter loss
which must be oh! so real
I have to say to all of you
my heart breaks to think
I could be stolen from
the one I love
and there would be no link
she’d be gone forever
and I’d be in some cage
being torn to pieces
in a truly awful rage
I ask you
and I beg you
and just appeal to say
stop these awful shipments
just turn them away
tell them its un ethical
its evil and its sad
its poignant to remind you
of the lovely things we had
the trees, the fruit
the blue sky
my mother at my side
my lady in the evening mist
and sometimes as we hide
away to hold each others hands
and kiss away the night
that freedom we were born with
just seemed forever right
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.