Towns that show so little respect
\nFor brave young bulls
\nBeaten in The bull ring
\nFor us empathy pulls
\nOur hearts and minds
\nThe courage be spirit they possess
\nMurdered by a team of fiends
\nCreating all its stress
\nIts endurance was colossal
\nIt did not want to die
\nWhy make it a victim
\nIts hopelessness was high
\nSoonest on their agenda
\nTo basically heighten fear
\nTo be so vulgar about it
\nThe ugliness was here<\/p>\n
And remember thus was a handsome soul
\nPowerful and strong and well
\nTortured before it was led into the ring
\nFrom the cuadrilla from hell
\nIt was mortally injured and dragged
\nOut of their way
\nAnd dumped behind the boards
\nIn fact to pass away<\/p>\n
And there we see the hopelessness
\nThe derisive agony
\nThe bull is slowly dying
\nBleeding internally
\nSuffering such sickness
\nAs death’s sickle comes to share
\nThe banter of sheer terror
\nAnd then we witness there<\/p>\n
A dozen or so youngsters
\nFuture parents let us say
\nStanding on that dying bull
\nAs it fights to stay
\nAlive for just a little while
\nRemembering its place
\nIn this vile country known as SPAiN
\nWe look on and must brace<\/p>\n
Ourselves for what we are witnessing
\nIs a larceny of the heart
\nA loathing and pure malice
\nWhen did it all start
\nWith the parents
\nWith their disrespect
\nAnd to imagine they
\nWill soon be bringing children
\nUp
\nAnd then more souls will pay<\/p>\n
There is an in bred malevolence
\nThe worst intentions here
\nThey talk of their tradition
\nAnd their culture but I just fear
\nTheir spitefulness their blood thirstiness
\nIts an outrage even so
\nThey have a malignant jealousy
\nFor the earthlings as we know<\/p>\n
Vindictive really hurtful
\nA virulent display
\nHard hearted and just ruthless
\nIn the hot time of the day
\nI feeling of persecution
\nIt rankles at my knees
\nThe evil eyes are everywhere
\nTheir severity may tease<\/p>\n
Its remorseless bad behaviour
\nOf a horrid kind
\nAn ingratitude to one and all
\nAnd purposefully blind
\nHathor feels the honour
\nNeeds to crush these vagabonds
\nA blood for blood vendetta
\nSomething to leave behind<\/p>\n
Not really knowing right from wrong
\nProves to me that they
\nHave parents who should be horse whipped
\nAnd made to kneel and pay
\nRespects to all the animals the BULLS of course
\nWho should
\nBe led away and given board
\nIf only humans could<\/p>\n
I watched that bull
\nI felt his pain
\nWe all could
\nWhat goes on in his brain
\nHis worry and his caring
\nFor his family who will see
\nThe chopper fall down on their throats
\nAnd that alas will be<\/p>\n
The final hour of shared breath
\nAfter that the fight
\nWill be to get enough good air
\nTo see him through the night
\nAdd insult through to injury
\nAnd watch the staff man drop
\nWatch him just keel over
\nAnd bloody well stop<\/p>\n
That Bull passed with emotion
\nAnd got no devotion from anywhere
\nThese children were just monsters
\nHow were they allowed to share
\nThe poor souls dying interlude
\nThe agony the pain
\nThe rupture and the spears and knives
\nDelivered by the insane<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Towns that show so little respect For brave young bulls Beaten in The bull ring For us empathy pulls Our hearts and minds The courage be spirit they possess Murdered by a team of fiends Creating all its stress Its … Continue reading