Nambia the skeleton coast and the seals

The slaughter apparently

is all about fur

the soft silky skin

that makes wearers purr

seals in the sanctuary

lying on sand

are beaten to death

with a pick in one hand

then stabbed in the throat

till they vomit and cry

coughing up milk

just where they lie

this is an infamous crime

for I’m sure

infanticide grips

a criminal

more

spread around badly

is a sickening sight

its a great act of violence

that can never be right

Africa vomits too

at this ordeal

the darkness surrounds

every baby, they feel

frightened and worried

but what can they do

just sit there

and wait

till their just smashed in two

all the pelts going to Australia where

the Turk takes the lot of them

he trades in despair

treating them stitching them

curing them too

and charging a fortune

to fur hags like you

I say that glibly

I cannot think

anyone buying a coat

where’s the link

who would be, so evil., to

wear one,     and

know where it came from

out there on the sand

its a terrible business

a most callous act

the villain’s who do this

it is a fact

are paid not a lot

and they murder for that

acting with menace

that’s where they are at

and the tourists come flocking

to see the seals, they

are in a sanctuary during the day

and then in the evening

the killing begins

that’s when Namibia

works with its sins

the blood it then flows

the snot and the  chyme

so many babies

lost for all time

licenses granted

to kill yes again

but

those perpetrators

will all die in pain

they will for they must

its unjust

what we see

all these sweet infants seals

murdered

mercilessly

if its not for the money

what is it for

just to murder the wild life

just to pay an old score

the humiliation of babies

so young

slaughtered in cold blood

their giblets then hung

out for the seabirds to

form the entrails

and imagine the agony

that seldom pales

into insignificance

and out in to space

Namibia’s tourists

the human race

are on vacation

are having a break

on the skeleton coast

where the bones

now do bake

where the inner skin frizzles

and the nursing milks froths

a great incubation

supplied by the moth’s