The agony of circus
The bull hook and the whip
The genuineness of animals
Its all about their trip
From wildness
Through to tameness
And profit out of loss
Of excitement for the family
And of proving who is boss
Of wanting to see realness
And actuality
Played out in the big top
For everyone to see
Subjugation tantamount
In the training programmes there
Where the wildest most respected souls
Are railroaded to despair
Behind closed doors
Away from eyes
That weep incessantly
Breaking down
The instinctive power
And snuffing out their qi
The backbone and the spirit
Is broken overtime
The heart the soul the sap the whole
Demeanour once did climb
High into the heavens
But through starvation and the stick
The temperament was weakened
And behold another trick
Was formulated somewhere
As the wounds and beatings grew
Transcending natural origin
The Keeper/trainer crew
Delved deep into their lineage
Cut down to their core
Identity was questioned
Like it hadn’t been before
There never was an agreement
Just a contract built on fear
A simple man and a giant beast
So it should be very clear
The Circus is a cruel place where
Suffering and pain
Exhausts the jungle spirit
Its where tear drops
Fall like rain
The chains the bolts the hooks of fear
The expletives aimed and made
Withdrawing food and water
Yes upon these souls we have laid
A burden and a horror
And their madness sets in fast
A quiet life it may compensate
And behold their die is cast
In a massive bout of brainwashing
And sedition for each soul
Who could crush this violation
And swallow their bodies whole
They are parasites
And humanity may
Look back and decide
These circus training blackguards
Thanks goodness most have died
They were bullies
Many were deranged
Their ego’s were on fire
The animals unfortunately
Their lives all became dire
Such misgivings in their silent cells
Each facing a revolution
An eruption that subverts their power
Which isn’t a solution
That took their true blown destiny
And their inner fire
Which burned into their spirit
A great carnage of desire
behold the circus pageant
And the overwhelming shriek
Its totally unproductive
But some people did seek
The razzmatazz the painted clowns
The hurly burly sounds
The lure of faraway places
That invariably drowns
Out all the emotion
And the outbursts causing pain
The turmoil from the sounds around
Their spirit it can drain
For without some moderation
The inference is set
Though the animals are crying
The circus still can gain
The children and their naive parents
Come to see it all
Though their ignorance is sullied
As the great beast slowly fall
Its utter subjugation
Which takes the upper hand
And takes on evolution
Which most fail to understand
And animals are beaten
Many limp and roll
Their soreness covered up
With silks and satins
But their soul
Is bleeding
It is crying
It is screaming
Can you hear?
The drums the trumpets
Blazing out
They manufacture cheer
The agony of circus
The bull hooks and the whip
Starvation
So they cannot move
And gradually they flip
Madness becomes their master
The insanity of sound
They hallucinate
Obsessed they are
With everything around
Some will attack their trainers
And be shot or whipped away
Others with roll their heads in grief
And just constantly sway
Broken lost and beaten
Look into those eyes
There is someone at home there
If we dare realise
Their agony our evil
We have cut them down to size
We have murdered them
Their reality
Ruined by our lies