Cry me a river,
Caught in the act,
Lie without a quiver,
Bent truth and fact,
Caught on tape,
Brutally killing,
You human ape,
Your quota filling,
On film you are,
Despite the fact,
That from afar,
Caught in the act,
Despite the industry,
Blatantly you call,
Its murder can’t you see,
You calling it a cull,
You twist and turn,
Like a shifty wind,
Though the truth you spurn,
On slaughter make a mint,
The shekels in your purse,
Your tattered soul betray,
They’ll not be with you in a hearse,
At the end of day,
Others seen your acts,
Your cruelty on ice,
Others know the facts,
Not taken by your lies,
The world it took a vote,
And said it had enough,
Your thieving gains verbote,
Despite it being tough,
You ask me to have feeling,
While you my friend have none,
How could you if you’re sealing,
Use hakepik instead of gun,
Skin them alive I’ve seen,
What kind of man is this?
How could you be so mean?
In killing find your bliss,
What would you do?
I’d say, you’re eating all my fish,
Far to many of you,
Made you instead my dish,
Yeah I know, I heard before,
Your higher species standing,
Yourself no less you score,
No value others granting,
Think again your thoughts my friend,
Some compassion you might find,
Think them to the end,
Or leave this world still blind.©
He flees rather than face the music - a typical politician's reaction. But good for you and your grandson and the European Council.
So, my dear Jasmin, your voice and the others protesting like you have been heard.
CONGRATULATION is in order!!!
Georg
Be always safe,
Karen
In Spirit,
Bear