Bull running and fatalities

For me Spain and it’s culture
It’s not dare devilry
And I cannot say it’s courage
Perhaps audacity
I know it’s all been happening
For years and years and years
It’s fun out in the sun
They say
It’s young men it appears
Free to be abusive
Free to rile the bull
It’s heroics it’s what people do
Besides it has a pull
Bringing people to the arena
To watch the bulls all die
Tortured and then slaughtered
Though still the question why

So it’s all part of their history
Abusive murdering acts
Saturninus the first victim
Apparently they wax
Lyrical about him
And others that followed suit
And now it’s in the culture
At the very root
Fearlessness Intrepidity
The young men do their thing
But many an old man suffers too
Bystanders well they bring
Misgivings and fatalities
It happens every year
Someone Really suffers
And the price they pay is clear

This kind of audacity
It’s recklessness and wrong
It’s really taking liberties
And doesn’t belong
In this day and age
Like this chap
A pensioner standing there
Gored to death in minutes
Adding to my despair
Why Spain part of the EU
Continues down this road
Abusing all these animals
Neglecting the code
A duty of care for others
The animals who be
Wanting to enjoy a life
Of love and constancy