Suffering is exceptionally awful
Elephants together seemingly
When their stomachs empty
On that edge of appetite
Desire wont go away
And sympathy
Is hopeless for in wildness
When the vegetations gone
Jungles fenced off farming
Then sadly upon
The world the great bread basket
Stolen from us, we
Can smell the rotting landfill
And its where we have to be
Land animals as huge as us
Once roamed the wilderness
We walked into the jungles
And now sadly confess
Human habitation is in conflict
With us, we
Are hungry we are starving
And the reason why we see
A land full of stench and plastic
Rotting vegetation
Unfulfilled and empty
There is no elation
Anymore of sweet green leaves
Of branches roughage No
We have to forage on your rubbish
Whilst really feeling low
In among the plastic there are
Rotting fruits and so
We are eating strangling plastic
And its ruining our flow
Our digestion our bacteria
Cannot cope no more
We are hungry we are starving
And we all feel very poor
Electric fences everywhere
If we dare to try
And lean on them and knock them down
No word of s lie
We are pounded with rocks
And shot at
Even a spear can fly
So we resort to the landfill
Hopeful we get by
But some of us are sickly
Others die along the way
Hernias and strangulation of the gut
That is the way
Life force is removed from us
And we are forced to see
Our country and our place where we
Lived,
gone Tragically.