One sad Babboon

With a bow and and arrow
That twang sound you made
Saw a beautiful creature
In front of you laid
Tween your ears no emotion
In your chest a sick heart
An animals consciousness
You stole from the start
Grabbed at its motion
Your notion to be
Blind to the evidence
That we all see

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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