Man’s best friend
the canine tribe
are anything but that
in Korea we see
them helplessly
left to just imbibe
the blood lust of the ghoulish ones
the terror of the trolls
who murder and who terrorize
the truly sweetest souls
their loyalty is not in doubt
their honesty commands
a passion in so many
and they make few demands
but in Korea and Laos
in Cambodia we see
a vileness not expected
but a dire depravity
a death of countless agony
a searing sinful time
sucking at their marrow
with such violence and such crime
torturing and leaving them
to face the wrath each hour
strangled by the rusty chain
the horror will devour
to see them is to want to purge
and string them up on high
to watch their necks crack and their heads
fall foward as they die
the doom we as onlookers feel
their transgressions leave us cold
the canine tribe have to imbibe
the venial sins of old
Who stands before the angels
who feels the wrath and dies
who sinks into the dark abyss
beneath the rabid skies
the shamelessness
the unvirtuous
the perverted rotten core
who carry out such murderous acts
upon the purest floor
their tresspass
of enormity
unpardonable by time
the butchers stoop
before us
and never again will climb
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.