The meat trade is the enemy of Nature

The ignorance thats out there
Is phenomenal
How wild kangaroos are so worthwhile
Each shooter that takes out a roo
Is really hitting all of you
For they are the wild guardians
And that my friends is true

Millions of years they have romped around
Soft padded feet good for the ground
Regenerators thats their art
Designed for life right from the start
They lessen bush fires in their wake
Dry grass they eat for all our sake
They dont need loads of water they
Dont produce methane anyway

Their mode and gait creates a space
A seeding action at a pace
Native grasses they will grow
And they roll the seeds you ought to know
Creation made them in this mode
Gave kangaroos this heavy load
Their waste is relatively nitrogen free
So it fertilizes beautifully

They are sheer perfection
By design
At their pinnacle down the line
Consummate farmers with some style
Regenerating all the while
They eat what they were designed to eat
Which keeps them healthy
And they compete
With the hottest outbacks anywhere
And live through it all
And stay aware

They make the difference
That most cant see
The city dwellers who constantly
Destroy this planet
For clearly they
Eat too much meat
Dead flesh does play
Heavily on a body who
Was never meant to have to chew
Through antibiotics and hormones
But they
Are fed to the cattle night and day

Increased dead weights
The profits high
Fed on science
One big lie
Fresh green grasses and wild plants NO
Processed crap like us
The flow
Of methane, coming from their farts
Is truthfully now breaking hearts
The ozone levels are massively
Exposing the damage constantly

Leave the Kangaroos alone
They need refuge it was known
Millions of years ago today
That Kangaroos would save the day
200 years of city folk
Processed foods and all bespoke
Meat trade corporations who
Live with death their whole life through

AUstralia is rampant hot
Meat creates heat so quite a lot
Of heat based sickness comes to be
Infact that is my guarantee
Plenty of fosters that I know
Its all about money
And how to grow
Balance sheets and boardroom joy
And the kidology they employ

The fallacy that Kangaroo
Is a healthy meat and good for you
Its an illusion just a false show
Hit the voiceless a constant blow
Shoot the females squash the kids
Murder the pinkies all that rids
The farming community of a way
To live side by side
With the Roos each day

Hypocrisy and machination
The butchery swindles that rock a nation
Fleece and mock the mindless who
Work all hours which they do
But flog them the package
The kangaroo
Diseased bush tucker
So good for you
Leaping across the outback they
Make good margins more everyday

The cruelty is beyond belief
The shooters give them awful grief
The bugs are rife out in the sun
Really when all is said and done
The supermarkets and hotel chains
That market the roo ill gotten gains
The export markets that choose to buy
Are doing that all on a bloody great lie

Leave the Roo’s alone I say
They have been here since judgement day
They are true totems to the core
They plant the seeds with their tails
For sure
They are our true friends
Good and free
Unlike the meat trade
Our enemy.