Mallorca

The violence and cacophony
Of being engaged
Where you don’t want to be
Hordes of men on ropes who feel
The need to torment you for real
Mallorca hang your head in shame
This atrocity that does inflame
The hearts and minds of those who see
The extent of your audacity

The distress you cause
Pulled this way and that
The irreverence is where you are at
The humiliation of a proud young soul
Who clearly you wish to control
Your attitude so cavalier
Scurrilous and drawing fear
From a bold soul with a will to give
Unregarded it wants to live

Clearly what they do is wrong
In this world they do not belong
Something so rotten in every one
Who pull and push under the sun
A total illegitimacy
A misfeasance its no place to be
An inexcusable one sided fight
A malignancy that draws another’s light

Are they ordinary tourists in a drunken state
Has the sangria got to them couldn’t they wait
Where’s their humanity and sympathy
For a bull who would run who wants to be free
Pulled this way are they unforgiving and lost
Into the maelstrom of joylessness tossed
Spain with pain a part of her name
Spain its your ugliness that is my claim

Its based on spitefulness your Nemesis
Hathor is coming to burden your bliss
You blood thirsty lot its not an eye for an eye
Its vengeful and grudgeful and I wonder why
You have become sacrilegious in so many ways
And affront to us all
For that poor bull pays
So much and his torture is painful to see
And that you have transgressed into depravity