For the pleasure of carpeting somebody’s floor
a Polar Bear murdered part of the great store
creation put in which man unkind ends
the insult of nature
kills all of my friends
this fiend with his rifle
so brazen and bold
goes to where they are
where its terribly cold
and there he commits
a sin as he kills
sits in his jeep and their
blood he spills
he reckons he’s sentient
I reckon he’s not
less than a shit head
a low life, a sot
if he was endangered
I too would feel
he wasted the space
and it would feel real
to shoot him and skin him
and lay him on the floor
so we could walk on him
for evermore
he was so thoughtless
he never cared
endangered species
non one he spared
it was just money
life mean’t nothing to him
he would kill anything
just on a whim
he was just worthless
he took up a space
called himself
part of the great
Human race
competing to kill and eat
earthlings he was
because he could
yes just because
we had the where for all
to slaughter and we
saved Planet Earth
for hose who could be
supportive of Earthlings
supportive of life
supporting of loving
and killing all strife