A pig looking up at her exit

Posted on August 14, 2023 by Rex Tyler

It feels a long way to the end of the path
Littered with blood stains and bone. It’s such wrath
My life up till now has been harder than steel
My babies were born and all died
That’s all real
I am lame I am pained I am without a friend
At the end of the path is my bitter end
So I shall stay put here

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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