7 days into the murdering spree

It’s 7 days, a week of absolute terror
The ice runs red from the blood of baby seals
Where’s the true compassion
The empathy for beings the sweetest angels
Time alone reveals

To me complete insanity from The Government
The sealers and the fisherman, for they
Have murdered many hundreds of the most iconic souls
And more and more are being killed each day

They lie there having been born very recently
Nursing on their mothers milk still warm
They haven’t got a hope in hells chance of getting away
When the sealers drum up, their vile storm

It’s then they look up into the eyes of their killers
Great big doleful eyes stare at the sky
And these soulless fiends with sticks so big and heavy
They bring down on their heads as there they lie

They seem to have a loathing for new babies
They seem unwelcome and decidedly
Bear a great big grudge although the babes don’t budge
They are smashed into the ice so terribly

Then dragged some of them by the hook that leaves the crimson stream
Of blood and sinew leaking from their organs mixed with cream
The rich milk of creation in startling decline
A rancorous addition to the last ditch awful whine

The mothers are lamenting such plangency we hear
Weeping and a wailing their bond you see sincere
Such tenderness is so expressed wet eyed and so far gone
Downcast and crest fallen alone out there upon

A collective joylessness spreads like an icy blast
Dispirited despondency heart aches moving fast
A curtain of such gloom extends woebegone and worn
The writhing and the bleeding and the harrowed
And the torn

Each year the slaughter happens
And the prime minister declares
What the sealers are now doing
Is answering their prayers
The seals are being massacred
The babies being killed
To supplement the wages
More blood is being spilled
The pelts are used for fashion
The vanity of man
The killing fields are the ice floes
It’s part of the annual plan

For 40 years the campaigns have raged
Around the world
The maelstrom of our making which
Animals rights has hurled
Is raging through icy seas
And onwards to where we
Watch the vile hysterics
And the complete insanity

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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