Tyke the elephant who broke out

You can feel all her frustration
And the hatred it is real
These torturers who battered her
No one can conceal
Bullet after bullet
Her eyes still everywhere
Feeling the human agony
The torment and despair

For years she had been beaten
The bull hooks did the trick
Smashed into her arthritic legs
They had made her sick
Their tongue lashing behaviour
As they cast their evil eye
On her chained inside their shed
Wishing she could die

The circus is a horror story
For every working soul
A matriarch that suffers
Forever in a role
Of being threatened daily
Of being slashed around
Kicked and hooked and beaten
Whose spirit is being ground

Down each day until it cannot go on
Anymore
The pain the sick intention
It’s as if they are in a war
Not fed not watered and on top of that
Beaten and chained until
Finally that fucking straw
The last piece and you kill

You run amok you can take no more
And those trainers are going to feel
Your wrath their path is over
Their death is very real
You tread down on their existence
Like broken dolls they roll
Headless spineless puppets
Rewarded for their soul

Then it’s purest madness
You know you will die
They will shoot you off this earth
With tears drenched in each eye
Tyke is going to get it
Tyke is going to feel
The policeman’s rotten bullets
That will soon reveal

She can not go on and on
Taking the beating she
Broke, she broke her cover
And ran down those she could see
She took her revenge on them
Her retribution for
The hours of beating she had received
And she wouldn’t take anymore

Shot down in the street she was
She crashed down on a car
Not before killing a number of arses
We now know who they are
We felt the tremendous anger
We understood her woe
Those humans that had tortured her
Were part of her end show