Assault and Battery

Posted on June 21, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Absolutely no where
She couldn’t turn around
She never shook her feathers
Her home stuck on the ground
In the stench of excrement
Bloodied from a fight
Every hour of every day
Nothing for her felt right

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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