Tilikum11

They are scratching around for stories
On poor Tilikum today
A former trainer says that he was passive
i would say
His lifelessness was torpor
His immobility
He was heavy he was lumpish
Vegetating actually

He was an ocean going predator
Imprisoned in a pool
Most of the time laying dormant
Unless they made their call
Smouldering with ill intent
Sadness filled his all
Memories of his capture
And the silence of that wall

Of course he maintained his composure
His nonchalance was there
He detached from reality
And guaranteed despair
Long suffering
A resignation to do what they say
Stoic and lets say detached
And more so every day

Stable from the prozac
Unflappable in fact
Unhurried really spiritless
Trying now not to attract
What else can a predator do
Chained up in a pool
Fed on dead fish laughed at
By another training ghoul

Passive was he passive
Sad to be alive
Tolerating all their shit
Trying to survive
The boredom of each moment
The forbearance he displayed
He had to be inscrutable
It was his stock in trade

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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