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Bull Fighting
Who would wean a walrus cub
or crack a pup seal with a club.
Who would walk a rescued stray
or gamble which dog dies today.
Who would scrub small Indian ears
or pull out tusks for souvenirs.
Who would climb to see them rut
or crosshair sights inside a hut.
Who could drag a scented trail
or let the hounds rip head to tail.
Who would farm and let bulls be
or caustic burns around each knee.
or crack a pup seal with a club.
Who would walk a rescued stray
or gamble which dog dies today.
Who would scrub small Indian ears
or pull out tusks for souvenirs.
Who would climb to see them rut
or crosshair sights inside a hut.
Who could drag a scented trail
or let the hounds rip head to tail.
Who would farm and let bulls be
or caustic burns around each knee.
Published 31st Jan 2023
Author's Note
The treatment of animals, this poem came about after reading an article on what happens to bulls before they appear in front of the would be beast slayer, needless to say its pretty grotesque and it got me thinking about the other pointless killings driven by supply and demand.
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1st Feb 2023 00:58am
I remember when I read the PETA literature online I couldn't eat meat for weeks. What we do to everything in this world is horrifying on a scale we grow numb and blind to it.
1st Feb 2023 11:51am
Dear RL,
It’s crazy insensitive what is done for sport and whimsy. The gentle rhyme is very impactful and delivers the message in a thoughtful manner. Terrific piece. H🌷
It’s crazy insensitive what is done for sport and whimsy. The gentle rhyme is very impactful and delivers the message in a thoughtful manner. Terrific piece. H🌷
