The Fate of the Wild Mammals by David Barber

How cruel they be, to those born free

they hunt and kill so heinously.

A Gorilla today was sold as meat

they cut off his head, hands and feet

no more, his chest, those fists will beat.

How little they care, little they know

of God’s wonder and his dire woe.

So base, so vile, this devil’s spawn

when Rhinos die on an African dawn,

savagely slaughtered for their horn.

And the Elephants’ plight by the white gold trade,

for the macabre art of the carvers blade.

The ignoble past has bitter recalls,

safari hunting for the trophy walls.

And whaling ships on killing sprees

with harpoon guns, on crimson seas.

And upon those left, the poacher preys

as we head towards their end of days.

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