Bulls and the wrath of Spain

where they get the ideas from
is they are gross in all they do
unworthy to be respected
poisonous right through
depraved to think up such cruel
methods to aggravate a soul
vicious wicked of unsound mind
and they are not in control

the Bull accepts the torture
that inglorious divide
these Spanish fighters and the rest
of course it is denied
but they are the most cowardly
loathsome sods
that there can ever be
for they treat a proud and handsome beast
to hours of misery

and the Bull has done them no wrong
he has the ability
to put them on their backs
and throw them into infinity
but in the main he is thoughtful
loyal in fact for he
would rather we become loving than
he have to aggressively

show us we are weaklings
and like a feather in the wind
can be broken easily
and if need be, just pinned
down and finished off with ease
gored and trampled if you please

but few turn on the matador
most accept the sword, the floor
takes the weight and down he goes
bloodied and lost I do suppose
resigned to human cruelty
frustrated and lost decidedly
provocative but a quiet defeat
a kind of submission
to a gentle beat

one of spirit see’s the end
a broken heart may then suspend
filing the horns putting chilli in the eyes
scoring the eye balls its no surprise
an unfair advantage is what man takes
the Bull is calm for all our sakes
his misadventure is never seen
nor understood by the many mean
spirited people around the place
who insult his heart and are a disgrace

why do they do it
because they are
psychopaths who enjoy
that they scar
the beast who they rile
his anger they
draw it out of him any way

but its never a fight
he submits of course
they torture him plainly
they use such force
they break his will
they tear his heart
they weaken him so
till his thought impart

till his blood he loses
till his breath it goes
till he lays his head
and his soul just goes
to the other place#
far away from man
far away from the fighters
to where life began