Which direction

One direction the direction
Not sensitive to those
Other earthlings on this planet
Who just must suppose

They are there to be exploited
And no one seems to care
Or even think about it
A fewer still will share

Everyone exploits us
And nobody ever knows
How we have to suffer
And the feeling grows

The chimpanzee and lions
The Orangutans them too
People take advantage
That’s is what they do

We are a race of animals
Created as were you
Not to be your bloody slaves
Or to entertain your crew

We exist in our world
To live to learn to play
To work through our own karma
And not be on display

It’s down to sensibility
Of the human breed
Really we are the outcasts
Here and it seems to feed

Your ego’s
And your public image
An unpaid novelty
Which is condescending
Where is your humility