What we see
What we imagine
No gratefulness no sense
The Chinese Communist Party members
Many are well dense
Their gratitude for life itself
Completely lost and gone
What we see is a donkey
Killed for meat
Lying upon
a table
Drenched in duvet
Which brought
great laughs to those
Idiots
Whose humanity in short
Did kind of pose
So unmindful, weird and ugly
Heartless to be sure
Unfeeling and impassive
Merciless and more
The donkey a wise fellow
Works hard for his hay
Clearly struggles in a life
Of ugliness and dismay
Is killed and then draped with
A cloth or a yes duvet
And photographed for the media
To laugh at
Let me say
What worse thing can we imagine
A donkey so abused
For “EJIAO” and for meat, apparently
His great big heart so bruised
So agonisingly painful
To see his saintly glare
And the communists all happy
Seeing this creature there.
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.