Inhuman this is so inhuman
\nas to say, it shocks
\nits so sadistic so egregious
\nin them it just unlocks
\nsuch truculency
\nsuch spitefulness
\nthe worst intentions
\nthey
\nshow the world a viciousness
\nthat may never go
\naway<\/p>\n
first up the bulls are starved
\nfor days
\nand not given water, they
\nare dehydrated and angry
\nand frustrated, and they pay
\nthey are of course the victims
\nbut are treated badly and
\nthen let out amongst the crowds
\nwho dares understand<\/p>\n
the logic
\nthe decision to run them
\nthrough a crowd
\nof women dancing in the street
\nno one is empowered
\nits clear that bull is fighting for
\nits life
\namidst the cold
\nlight of day humanity
\nin al the filth is rolled<\/p>\n
a malignancy of spirit
\nas the bull charges everywhere
\ntossing people on its horns
\nendeavouring to share
\nits anguish with whoever
\ngets in its angry way
\nto toss them and to gore them
\nand to just make them all pay<\/p>\n
the blood thirstiness
\nits apparent
\nthe barbarism too
\npouring gasoline upon their backs
\nand igniting it
\nthe view
\ntotally beyond all thoughts
\npersecuted why?
\na virulence and a gloating
\nhopeful that bull will die<\/p>\n
but bulls are tough
\nand angry bulls are even tougher too
\nand a women caught between
\nthe clear frustration
\ncaught it true
\nher rucksack tangled around
\nits horns
\nand he bore down on her hard
\nripped her clothes to smithereens
\nclearly left her scarred<\/p>\n
ferocity so commonplace
\nand sadism is too
\nsome bulls have their legs cut off
\nbut are still alive, a view
\nof just how that must so create
\nsuch agony and pain
\nthe futility of experiencing
\nsuch horror
\nmust just drain<\/p>\n
any living creature
\nany sentient soul
\nlet alone a brave half starved Bull
\nnow out of control
\nbeing screamed at
\nbeing dared to toss
\nthe public who
\nare running every which way
\nas crowds of youngsters do<\/p>\n
taunting a brave animal
\nwhose loss of blood and sweat
\nis coming to a climax
\nhasn’t it paid its debt
\nthey are grim faced
\nthrowing bottles
\ndrunken hordes of louts
\nthey rankle and they fester
\nand draw in me such doubts<\/p>\n
about what is humanity
\na festival of sorts
\na diabolical diatribe
\nin the vilest and darkest thoughts
\nand the state allows them free reign
\nBrazil what have you done
\nallowed these evil doers to
\nget drunk under the sun<\/p>\n
the relentlessness and the cruelty
\nfrom drunken hordes we see
\nthe basest lowest ruthless mob
\nthat there could ever be
\nand the bull is by this time livid
\nbeside himself with pain
\nvengeful unappeasable
\nunder all this strain<\/p>\n
hot pepper is rubbed
\ninto their eyes
\nswords stuck in them they
\nare taunted and are murdered
\nin the most inhuman way
\nits crushing to the spirit
\nit shocks internally
\nI just cannot forget
\nthe sheer frustration
\nthat I see<\/p>\n
before me in those crowded places
\nwhere the Bulls do run
\nhow they gore abd bore down
\non the people who try and run
\ntossed like puppets in the sir
\nand run over with the weight
\nhospitalisation is no salvation
\ncaused through one’s vilest trait<\/p>\n
Brazil and Santa Catarina
\nbest think now long and hard
\nthe world is watching what you do
\nso now be on your guard
\nban this vile exposition
\nits brings your country to
\nthe lowest denominator
\nthere sirs that’s my view<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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