Pangolin

Posted on October 11, 2023 by Rex Tyler

Man calls himself kind
Mankind if you will
Can he make a Pangolin
With all his skill
Can make anything
Beautiful No
He can torture and kill
He can lie as we know
Murdering pangolins boiling them alive
Sensitive creatures
They want to survive
Not be eaten or made in to medicine pills
Writing this poem
Gives me the chills.

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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