A plea

The stench of human beings

the fetidness you leave

we Kangaroo’s have feelings

we live fast and achieve

much in this great Continent

in silence we proclaim

in mobs our sobs are echoing

beyond the rich red plain

the outback wild and wearisome

we are designed to be

succeeding in the wildness

born we are  and free

 

so many of you come with darkness

a murkiness that we

can sense your rotten aura

a sort of infamy

killing for the sake of it

its not as if you need

to murder all our females

and kick them where they bleed

your evil and its relentless

no animal would dare

to torture and  to uglify

The spirit of a prayer

and its all done for the dollar

a measly attitude

gunning down our families

Why are  you so crude

 

a god designed us too you see

we are perfect I can say

Ethical and sensible

we leap the dusty way

consuming and presuming

that we have a way too

the hectic flush of the shared earth

its where we are living and you

employ the thoughtless shooters

the meat trade wallers who

gun us down for pet food

yes that is  what you do

the mentality of  a heathen

a supposed  vile soul

who murders us for a pittance

a empty headed vole

 

your stink is now so prevalent

an inertia follows you

yes you are apathetic

What we choose to do

now you kill our joeys

decapitate them, we

kangaroo’s believe alas

you are the monstrosity

 

and that you strip our precious skin

and make it into shoes

make it into handbags and belts

oh yes we lose our lives

we struggle through the grief and pain

so that you really can

discriminate and violate

and call  yourselves a man

from aircraft you are shooting us

from truck and lights at night

any chance to slaughter us

not question whether its right

just throw your stench around the place

your irrational desire

to murder us  and shout us down

and toss us in your fire

the great god is above all things

he feels your vile contempt

your misreckoning your evil

that you date to attempt

the whole vile dirty business

of murdering at will

with warped and twisted mind sets

to this day set to kill.

 

 

 

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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