To look down on an animal
as majestic as the bull
shows Spain is in a dull light
clearly she is full
of dumbed down souls
with hardened hearts
who come out in the street
and watch a proud soul
dragged along
trying to compete
with the cobbles
cutting into him
tearing off his back
this soul is bleeding terribly
and taking added flack
from people and their children
with paint cans in their hands
spraying paint all over the bull
what are their plans
why would anybody do this
what ugly violence they
offer to a dying bull
who with his life does pay
look at his snorting muzzle
blood dripping rich and red
hear his breath as he welcomes death
I do come away
with a feeling of extreme remorse
for a fellow earthling who
has been treated so despicably
and humiliated too
his pain I share his agony
his eyes peer at the sky
the people he can hear them
wishing him to die
irreverence its everywhere
of course its wrong to see
an animal in such a dire state
gazing back at me
and a crowd of monsters
enjoying what they see
all of them lack conscience
and share complicity
for children to be doing this
that bull must feel the need
to go off to his living ground
and honestly concede
that even little children
are as cruel as cruel can be
taught this by their parents who stand
in front of me
chortling and laughing
and imagining that they
have every right to do this
to a bull now anyway
Algemesi is no place
where I would go again
never in a million sundays
just to share that pain