Its a pageant,
\nand its all about the culture
\nSo those who do feel
\nanimals have rights
\nKeep your eyes off what we do,
\nand what we’ve done for centuries
\nFor our sights are set on great Bulls
\nand great fights
\nBorn and raised in country camps,
\nfed and watered well
\nAllowed to run, to eat fresh grass
\nfor at least 4 years,a spell
\nWhen their highly muscled body
\nbecomes a rippling dream
\nBuilt and trained to fitness
\ngreat fighters it would seem<\/p>\n
Brave and fierce and ready
\nto enter the ring of fear
\nTo bravely fight which is their right
\nand perhaps to win the cheer
\nOf the wildly decked out Spaniards,
\n out to see it all
\nThe struggle for survival
\nall the passion
\nand the gall<\/p>\n
This creature held in high regard
\na true fighting machine
\nWill take on various members
\nwith their sword play and their skean
\nAnd so dispatch this wondrous brute
\nto Heaven in the sky
\nBorn to fight all this was right
\nand respected now to die<\/p>\n
Death comes pretty slowly
\nthough torture and blood loss, we
\nweep as this bold creature c
\ncries out, yes inwardly
\nto show a hint of cowardice
\nin the face of
\nconstant threat
\nas the weaponry is thrust
\nand its body clearly wet
\nWith oozing blood,
\nits oxygenated fluids
\nto be seen
\nIt sinks into the ground
\nand dies this esteemed machine.<\/p>\n
El Matador faced injury
\nhe skitted here and there,
\nhe threw his crimson cloak around
\nhis flashes he did share
\nThe Bull by this time frantic
\nsaw movement and he tried
\nTo fight off his attacker
\nwhich the blood loss had denied
\nThrough March until October
\nthe rewards are blood and gore
\nWarriors and worriers
\nnow come into the fore
\nThe culture of the perpetrators,
\nthe essential thing
\nAnd all of their creative drama
\nplayed out in the ring<\/p>\n
Heart pumping, you can see
\n the Bull is angry,
\nto be taken from its
\ncountry pasture where
\nit ran about, there was no doubt
\nHeaven it had found
\nand now to be forced to leave
\nthat place and in its own blood drowned
\nOf course the Bull is angry,
\n and frustrated as to why
\na highly developed sensitive soul
\nhad been chosen now to die
\nAnd In front of a baying multitude,
\non a day out in the sun
\nChildren, Parents boys and girls
\nwhat had that Bull done
\nto deserve an end so miserable, so savage
\nso forlorn
\nKilled by a prancing dandy
\nin his suit of lights
\na horn
\nwould cut that arse hole down to size
\ncould be there was a chance
\nwithin the throes of death
\nboth could enjoy the dance
\nand it does happen sometimes El Matador does find
\nHis antics, perhaps an off day and the Bull
\njust gets to grind
\nHis horns into his body
\nand toss him like some toy
\nand trample on his bloody pride and salvage a little joy<\/p>\n
Though I have to say the earthling’s
\nnot equipped with senses for
\nto feel the need of a joyous thought,
\nwhilst approaching death’s dark door
\nThat’s a human trait,for perhaps revenge
\nis a lowering of soul
\nFor this brave Bull dies, and kicks where he lies,
\nand admits he’s lost control.
\nEL Matador has been in a war
\nhe may also die that’s true
\nIt happens that the Bull fights back,
\nits a risky business too<\/p>\n
Its a pageant its a culture but I question could it be
\na culture of the past and might it possibly
\nbe over cooked and ready to advance into the now
\nFor earthlings everywhere have rights
\nlet me show you how
\nAn animal has rights not to perish in this way
\nWhen it clearly had its faculties and
\nwas bold and strong, to say
\nIt had reached its end significantly
\nis an arrogance of man
\nFor that Bull could have lived and
\nsired many more which was I think God’s plan.<\/p>\n
The occasion, the trumpets sounded,
\nthe adrenaline rush was there
\nThe testosterone I heard the groan
\nOf euro’s everywhere
\nIts a pageant, its a wondrous time
\nin the calendar of SPAIN
\nas we see one s
\naway from what is clearly abject PAIN
\na fitting name then possibly
\nFor a country that believes
\nThat an animals right is to come and fight
\nand somehow that achieves<\/p>\n
a good result for all parties
\npossibly that’s true
\nBut the Spanish might also turn around
\nand point towards some of you
\nWho are party to the slaughter of
\nbillions yes you too
\nPigs and piglets, sheep and lambs,
\ngoats and kids all factory farmed
\nCows and calves,deers and fawns,ducks and chickens
\nif it moves its harmed
\nFish in the sea zillions are killed
\nand the planet is ravaged with the blood
\nthat’s spilled
\nThe water we drink is tainted by,
\nthe run off of slurry that fills the sky
\nForests are downed mangroves too
\nand the raging torrents just sail on through<\/p>\n
Now I am,vegan of many years almost 4 decades,
\n my share of tears
\nIs thinking of the Bulls and all earthling souls,
\nof indigenous peoples and the poor whose roles
\nare to slave for the corporates day and night
\nthey can hardly afford what is their right
\nlike the animal earthlings are regarded as fair
\ngame for the rich and there’s many out there
\nI saw this light aeons ago
\nI realised animals that I loved so
\nTo see them die at the hands of fiends
\nPaid to lie to themselves, the scenes
\nfrom Hell in the abattoir each day
\nthere are hardly words on earth to say
\nHow sick, how savage, how senseless, we
\nHave drifted into the deadliest sea
\nWhere life is rewarded with devilish zest
\nAnd recombitant versions we now do test
\nThe executioner will some day
\nBe executed come what may<\/p>\n
No animal is born to die to go into another’s pie
\nNo creature big or small should
\ntroop slowly into someone’s soup
\nNo animal earthling anywhere
\nshould suffer the terrible despair
\nof having its offspring stolen so
\nanother species can build and grow
\nits inference from the milk it made
\ncow nutrition cannot be weighed
\nup for humans it should not be
\ncreated out of cows and we
\nMust see the Dairy Industry
\nas devils incarnate, my plea
\nIts all a pageant in the end
\nThe trumpets sound as we transcend
\nInto the burning furnace
\nas we buckle and we bend
\nTurned into the ash of time
\nto blow across the earth and be
\npart of something new who knows
\nan island of iniquity.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
There is a different culture in Mexico and Spain towards to brave Bulls but I am afraid I can’t go along with thinking the Bull is anything out there but murdered and humilated Continue reading