What I feel here is a family who share
\na murdering moment of darkest despair
\na father, a mother
\nand children as well
\nall clearly destined
\nfor animal hell<\/p>\n
an elephant eating
\na solitary beast
\nclearly he’s wild and
\nenjoying his feast
\nand what do they do
\nthey gun down this soul
\nclueless in a moment
\nof new found control<\/p>\n
and what’s it about
\nwhy is the need there
\nwhy not take a picture
\nsomething to share
\nwhy gun down the creature
\nwhy end its sweet life
\nits incredible really to
\ncause all this strife<\/p>\n
and just for a photo shoot
\nthat’s what its about
\nto look out from some tome
\nrepresenting the doubt
\nof so many who witness
\nwhat is what we see
\nmurdering ass holes
\nwho should not now be free<\/p>\n
the parents should really be
\nincarcerated somewhere
\nand taught that wild life
\nthe whole world does share
\nthe children all 3 should
\nbe put into care
\nand taught the same message
\ntill they feel its despair<\/p>\n
leave them to rot there
\nuntil they agree
\nthey will never kill ever
\nthen let them be
\nnever own animals and never again
\nhunt if thats what its called
\nthen restrain
\npeople who do this
\nban them for good
\nand restrain them
\nfor clearly they have misunderstood<\/p>\n
animals are not targets
\nand therefore they
\nhave definate rights
\nand to blow them away
\npeople must realise they are the criminals here
\nand must face what is coming
\nto me that is clear<\/p>\n
Its incredibly sad
\nto see elephants die
\nshot whilst their eating
\nso many will cry
\nfor that soul
\njust cut down
\nin the prime of its life
\nfor a photograph
\nthen did someone take a knife<\/p>\n
and take off its tusks
\nwhat did become
\nof the
\nbody
\na vast soul
\nit does leave me numb
\nwondering really deep down
\nin my soul
\nwhat long term satisfaction
\nthe ultimate goal
\nbreached as it were
\nas the great beast
\ndrops dead
\nas its great heart
\nstops beating
\nshot through with lead<\/p>\n
how does a family feel
\nknowing they were the cause
\na defiant trumpet
\ndid anyone pause
\ndid it strike a chord
\nin the hearts of the few
\nas the soul hit the ground
\nwhat did they do<\/p>\n
a maelstrom of madness
\nencircled them all
\nsomething within them
\nheard that last call
\nthat gesture
\nthat reconciliation
\nof sorts
\nthat combined in a moment of passion
\nwhat thoughts<\/p>\n
by then it was over
\nthe bullet it flew
\nto embed in a body
\nand callously chew
\nthrough the hide and the flesh
\ninto that dear souls heart
\nputting paid to creation
\nthat had tried to impart<\/p>\n
that had given the world
\na life form so great
\neach step was a rumble
\nbut it was sedate
\nin its dealings
\na dignified aura in fact
\nfor on seeing the family
\nhow might it react<\/p>\n
on seeing their faces
\non sensing their fear
\non smelling their anger
\ndid they notice a tear
\nof great disappointment
\nroll down its sad face
\nas in those last seconds
\nthe wanton disgrace<\/p>\n
surfaced in all of them
\ndid it or not
\nthe elephant he was
\ntransfixed to that spot
\nhowever he tried
\nto escape this melee
\nclearly he knew
\nhe was now history<\/p>\n
as to the family
\nposing beside
\nvictims of madness
\nwhose consciousness died
\nif they had had even a semblance
\nof spirit they might
\nhave all stayed at home
\nand not strayed from the light<\/p>\n
but the power and the ego
\nwere rampant and strong
\nand there’s always others
\nwho seem to belong
\nto the same rabid band
\nwho pull strings and create
\nexchanging the blood lust
\nthat does concentrate<\/p>\n
the minds of us all
\nlooking now at the scene
\nwe imagine the pain
\nit feels so obscene
\nto us at computers
\nall over this world
\nwe too embroiled
\nwe notice the green
\nfresh food
\nin its mouth
\nand its eyes open wide
\nas together as humans
\nwe begin our slide<\/p>\n
into the depths too
\nour thoughts seemingly
\nlost in the battle
\nwe care and we see
\nand we want and we need
\nand of course we all share
\nthe deepest frustration
\nand abundant care<\/p>\n
but people are sinful
\nand power does corrupt
\nand of course money talks
\nand did we interrupt
\ndid we presume
\ndid we look away
\ncould we have prevented
\nwhat happened that day
\ndid we make ourselves heard
\ndid we change anything
\nis humanity finished
\nman un kind does bring<\/p>\n
his world into being
\nwhere sickness and pain
\nruns roughshod and innocence
\nwont be seen again
\nfrom the mouths of our children
\nthe vipers do crawl
\nis this the end
\nthe end of us all<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
What I feel here is a family who share a murdering moment of darkest despair a father, a mother and children as well all clearly destined for animal hell an elephant eating a solitary beast clearly he’s wild and enjoying … Continue reading