Yes its a year since our dad passed away
\nmurdered by Palmer great man of decay
\nwho fills patients mouths with amalgam and smiles
\nand bow hunts great lions and somehow reconciles<\/p>\n
we heard many stories most of them lies
\nits something these hunters are good at, it defies
\nlogic and caring for their denials say
\nfor a moment of pleasure its really okay<\/p>\n
our dad was our hero a most learned soul
\nwho came to this planet
\nwho was given his role
\nto play and be played
\ntill Palmer came by
\nPalmer the arrogant dentists whose sky<\/p>\n
was bigger than fathers
\nstretching across the sea
\nfrom America really to Africa he
\nwith his deep pots of money
\nbought fathers life
\nhis arrogance really created our strife<\/p>\n
we could have been eaten
\nby another male
\nwe could have, but Lion boys seldom de-rail
\ntheir own true reflection
\nfor Cecil he was
\nthe great king of kings
\nand that was because<\/p>\n
he was given that title
\nit had been heaven sent
\nand Palmer got wind of it
\nwhich is why he spent<\/p>\n
so much of his money
\nas you humans do
\nyou can buy lives
\nwith it, we know thats true<\/p>\n
you feel you think your top
\nand we are just low
\nlife in the scheme of things
\nbut, you don’t know<\/p>\n
Palmer pulls teeth
\nusing mercury, he
\nfills up your holes
\nearning lots of money<\/p>\n
and that amalgam
\nis buzzing around
\nin your bloodstreams dear humans
\nsome of you, have found<\/p>\n
its causing you problems
\ncancers maybe
\nand a share of the takings
\nis spent now you see<\/p>\n
coming to Africa
\nbending the ears
\nof the poorer people
\nbanishing fears<\/p>\n
dad wore a collar
\nbut money it speaks
\npeople looked away
\nthe government geeks<\/p>\n
and dad was bow hunted
\nand fell to the ground
\nhe made silent roars
\nroars we could hear
\nhis agony lasted
\ntoo long it was clear<\/p>\n
whilst Palmer was showering
\nand drinking his wine
\nand sleeping in comfort
\nour dad on the line<\/p>\n
suffering terribly
\nhoping that he
\ncould be taken by angels
\ncould somehow be free<\/p>\n
but it wasn’t to be like that
\nPalmer came by
\nthe very next morning
\nrefreshed we know why<\/p>\n
and killed dad he shot him
\nthats what we heard
\nand honestly folks
\nwe rely on the word<\/p>\n
we heard from our father
\ncontained in his roar
\nwe miss him we loved him
\nand shall for evermore<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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