they cannot survive
When buried alive
Imagine their thoughts
As the farmer escorts
These beautiful beasts
Into hell and the soil
Shovel after shovel
Hearts bursting they toil
To get out of this pit
Frightened as hell
They were alive
Breathe in and the smell of burning fear
becomes tragically inevitable
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.