40 hours of agony
\nOf plangency and woe
\nOf tearfulness and dolefulness
\nOf just wanting to go
\nFar away from my family
\nFrom the park where I belong
\nInto the darkest forest
\nMy bellyache so strong<\/p>\n
Such joylessness so dispirited
\nSuch misery I made mine
\nThe earnestness and gravity
\nWith my life now on the line
\nUnnerved downcast and sadder
\nThan I had ever felt before
\nUnrelieved and dreary
\nSinking at my core<\/p>\n
Why are human beings given
\nThe freedom they can kill
\nFrighten us and threaten us
\nAnd our blood can spill
\nEach animal that lives on earth
\nWas created to be here
\nWhether prey or predator
\nOur countenance is cheer<\/p>\n
The weaker ones are sacrificed
\nSo the stronger ones can be
\nMore able and more sustainable
\nAnd more able to be free
\nAll have an equilibrium
\nAll creatures big and small
\nAll things wise and wonderful
\nThe lord god made us all<\/p>\n
Our sentience is solid
\nThe perceptions they are too
\nThe overwhelming planet
\nWe share of course with you
\nYour shamelessness your brazenness
\nYour flagrancy of thought
\nYou steal away our habitat
\nAnd then of course we are caught<\/p>\n
Up in your animosity your rancour
\nAnd distress
\nWe become the enemy
\nAnd we have no redress
\nYou make the laws permitting
\nSome of your wild ones too
\nCome into our forests
\nAnd do what they must do<\/p>\n
Be mannerless and churlish
\nOff handed and cavalier
\nWith their guns and ammunition
\nThey bring us dread and fear
\nThey intimidate and frighten us
\nThey ridicule and mock
\nWe feel the given terror
\nAnd are apprehensive of the shock<\/p>\n
Many craven spirits enter our domain
\nSpunkless and faint-hearted
\nThey come back time again
\nBrinkman and adventurers
\nHunters and the rest
\nWith all their guns a blazing
\nIrresponsible at best<\/p>\n
I must have slept some of that time
\nBut still was so aware
\nIf they caught me I was done for
\nThe odds now were unfair
\nNefarious and doubtful
\nDishonourable too
\nThey felt so despicable
\nAnd their smell was bad
\nIts true<\/p>\n
Baseless and deflated
\nI had to stay ahead
\nTheir basic theatricality
\nWas playing in my head
\nMy heart was pumping loudly
\nI had lost a lot of blood
\nTheir hubris and their arrogance
\nI could feel it like a flood<\/p>\n
That brute antagonism
\nThat loathing it was there
\nThat ill- will and that bitterness
\nThat resentment and despair
\nThey were quarrelling and aggressive
\nAlmost in a state of war<\/p>\n
I felt it in my gullet
\nLike I never had before<\/p>\n
Finally they found me
\nI could’t run any more
\nA shot rang out I heard it
\nLooking back down on the floor
\nI saw my lifeless body
\nI saw their eager eyes
\nI actually saw it for myself
\nFrom up there in the skies<\/p>\n
Their ungraciousness and gruffness
\nSo loutish and uncouth
\nUnsmiling grim and surly
\nAnd that was the truth
\nClearly such revulsion
\nSuch anger in their soul
\nThese were never humans
\nThey were monsters on a roll<\/p>\n
Sadists they were sadists
\nTheir brutality immense
\nBarbarity and devilry
\nAnd clearly lack of sense
\nVindictive and so pitiless
\nThey stripped my skin away
\nEvery inch I felt that pain
\nThey wanted to make me pay<\/p>\n
And then they tore my face off
\nAnd blood was everywhere
\nThey were covered in it
\nBut clearly unaware
\nOf the evil in their eyes I saw
\nAnd the darkness of their souls
\nAnd all the worst intentions
\nIn their malicious controls<\/p>\n
Then they cut my abdomen
\nAnd pulled my organs clear
\nSeeing that before my eyes
\nDragged me through such fear
\nThese were virulent spirits
\nHostile to a tee
\nInhumane and unnatural
\nAs grim as they could be<\/p>\n
Ghoulish fiendish bullies
\nFerocious was their lust
\nSekhmet can you stay with them
\nAnd just share my disgust<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
40 hours of agony Of plangency and woe Of tearfulness and dolefulness Of just wanting to go Far away from my family From the park where I belong Into the darkest forest My bellyache so strong Such joylessness so dispirited … Continue reading