That kind of putz! (poem) by JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER on AuthorsDen

That kind of putz!
by JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER → (All Poetry by JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER)
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The most intelligent species, well so they say, cruelly killing all others, and itself. In this case intelligent you must have noticed is an oxy and a moron!

Are you that bloody minded? To have to wallow in blood and guts, Wherever you can find it, Are you that kind of putz, I guess you just don’t know, You just don’t care, What horrendous stuff you sow, What horrendous gift you share, Did ever it occur to you? To put it bluntly, You might related be, Not some we think of fondly, There is Adolph and dear Joseph, Pol Pot, to mention just a few, None belonged to UNICEF, I doubt if you would too, Guts and gore and slaughter, Humans they preferred, Your son, or someone’s daughter, Not matter who they hurt, They too had reason, so they say, Instead of money, it was ego, They too wanted all their way, And told the world to blow, You though I do admit, More popular you are, But you don’t give a shit, You’re a modern star, Instead of species homo sapience that, Kill all the others that are not, But in the end guess what We is that all we got, Bear, and wolf, and million seals, To mention just a few, Slaughter them for good it feels, Such manly thing to do, The meat industry, their factories too, Death factories, I call it holocaust, Butcher million billions, on all of them we chew, All of us participate, no matter what the cost, The frolicking sweet boy with net for butterfly, The frolicking savant in coat of white, Search and cut, to wonder why, To see what is inside, The pest control, with traps and spray, With planes and death mobile, There too, the masses have their say, What will not live or will, A good thing not all gravestones need, And carving of a cross, For crucified they are indeed, Not hanging from a cross, Not much my friend when they all gone, Not long before you killed us all, In killing everything you shone, Then on your sword you’ll fall. ©25/03/2009

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on March 26, 2009

Guts and gore and slaughter,
Humans - they prefer

And it just doesn't seem like we'll ever be able to rise above this either. Mankind must sadly have some very horrendous inherent flaws.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Bless you Jas, you never tire of being an advocatr,
and a grand one you are...

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on March 25, 2009

...lots said by a long winded fellow that only means good with his words...ed

Reviewed by Cindy Tuttle

Thank you Jasmine for your devotion and advocacy for animals. Passionate and well written poem.

With Love,
Cindy

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Jasmin,
The voice of reason, humanity, compassion and anger, justified anger at how senseless and cruel we are...and since we know better or claim we do, our crimes are even more unpardonable. You have a strong and true heart.
John

Reviewed by Jon Willey

a passionate plea for a return to sensibility and the compassion that is supposed to separate us from the lesser inhabitants of earth -- well done Jasmin -- peace and love-- JMW

Reviewed by Gene Williamson

Well done, Jasmin. Think we could hang this on the walls
of the NRA or the Big Game Club or the Whaler's Union...?
Or wherever the putz gather? -gene.

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Don't fear Jasmin, after they have slaughtered all the animals, and there's not more meat...they will have a billion or two of us to eat, if they are not so picky about meat.

Georg