Human onslaught on nature

It starts at home on the green green grass of rural Britain,
amidst the
swayes of yellow rape seed oil and wheat blowing to and fro on the gentle summer breeze,
the curious fox does roam. Attending her young cubs , who are gently playing in and out of ancient woodland hedge groves. A Song of a mistle thrush, amongst the corvid crys of black crow's and magpies.
In the gentle summer heat ,dandelion seeds float like drifting snow flakes .
A distance sound of a bugle,
barking hounds, galloping horses, the cry of human voices .
The Startled fox, sends a warning call, her heart pounding she needs to run.
Her offspring cub's scatter into their den, dogs digging and sniffing...
She's running as fast as she can, across the open field of wheat, her heart pounding even more, her breathing getting heavier and heavier, she is running for her life, she is running for her life,
the bugle now sounds to close to call, dogs barking and getting closer
But it's to late , pounce
She's ripped to shreds by packs of snarling bloodthirsty hounds , horse riding, pompous class, toffee nose men Blowing the bugle of death.
"Next time old boy we'll go shooting",
oh what a thrill,
"We'll see how many grouse we can kill."

Faroe Islands we go,
a fortillia of boats. Bobbing up and down on near horizon. Driving curious pods of whales and dolphins onto the shore.
Dozens if not hundreds of people waiting
In jovial mood, as the sun dazzles across the waves,
But this summers day is different, hundreds of pilot whales and white sided dolphins too,
are slit with the sharpest and shineist of blades,
then,
left to drown in their own waves,
of blood,
in the new summer murder, blood red ocean.

Where does it stop
Springtime in Greenland and Canada defenceless seal cubs
Lets run the sick vile human
clubbing plot
They smash their heads with clubs
And let their blood soak into the snow and ice
like a blackcurrant slush

Where shall i go ?
How about the mediterranean country's
Malta, Cyprus, and Lebanon too , Italy France, to name but just a few.
Where they shoot the birds on migration root ,
Thousands killed for a poachers pleasure,
many more birds are caught in fine almost invisible nets,
They twist and flap, flap and twist even Harry Houdini couldn't get out of this. Eventually taken, caged or killed.
even worse if there's such a thing, they use lime tree glue,
spread on the sticks,
for ambelopoulia , a songbird dish
the bird gets stuck , feathers tangled & torn, ripped out limbs, unable to call. The poacher comes with his tooth pick device, pushed into the throat then ripped off the stick. these vile selfish men stop at nothing it seems, on the yearly Mediterranean migration of death.

to Americana continent's
Europe too, in fact its world wide to tell the truth,
Billions of chickens & Millions more birds
Millions of cows , sheep, pigs and goat's
Shaking with fear knowing death will come
Stun gun shock
slit by the throat
Meat on a plate,
drank to a toast .

To science laboratories around the world,
Caged monkeys , dogs, mice and all living things. prodded with injections , shaved to the skin, rubbed in chemicals to see if they burn..

China
It just never stops
Over kill on
mammals,
birds,
fish.
Reptiles.
Amphibians.
insects too
They kill wildlife
For magic medical potion ,
And elephant's tusk for
ornamental ivory carving creations.
Their markets host an array of live animals and birds seeing is believing but don't take my word.

Like china's yulin festival
South Korea. Has boknal day,
Dog's and cats , literally snatched of the streets
Kept in small cage's
Then beaten for their meat.

Now let's not forget the moon bears plight,
Bile farm industry, tucked out of site.
Squashed into small iron cages
Bile withdraw with needles prodded
Into the gut
time & time & time again
Bile siphoned by vile human men and women,
Until the bear can take no more
They escape their cage by knocking on deaths door.

Still in China if we dare
Hundreds of Tiger's kept in concrete caged squares
Prodded to show their growling teeth
For a tourist photo keepsake keyring.
But underneath its a different plan to sell tiger bone for Chinese medicine.

Back to Europe
Denmark we go, fur trade assembly line industries
where they kill mink in the thousands born and fed until its time to die,
Gassed in a tube nowhere to hide,
So,
Wear your coat with pride

Now to the heat of spain
You've guessed it, bull fighting parade
The matador steps out in all his pomp
Waving a red muleta
"ole" "ole" he shouts,
takes out his sword , the bull starts to die. Flag waving spectators cheer and shout, but the bull is the gladiator,
with no way out.

South America
Mexico way
Hundreds of shark's ,
Sliced off fins, thrown into plastic bins
Their body still live, Thrown back in the sea
Unable to swim , sink to the deep
Enjoy your Shark fin soup ,
why not have live boiled lobster too,
on your cruel plate of oceanic sea food.

Then the hard men of trophy hunting, aim , shoot, BANG , take photographic evidence standing with their kill,
A warm dead cheetah, lion or bear ,
to be honest they don't really care,
Oh what a thrill, to be able to kill a defenceless animal with their young at their side.
with an assault rifle and a cheesy smile .

Human onslaught of nature
Trees chopped down in there Billions
Landscape of concrete roads,
Dam blocked rivers ,
Mountains moved for metals and stone.
Sea beds dredge by fishing nets creating
underwater Valleys of death.
Man made materials plight the land and sea
Oil, coal and gas
Contaminate the air we breath
Plastic Partials molecules awash our oceans
Trees growth for hundreds of years
Made into objects
Like tables and chairs,
Then throw out with in a year or ten,
It's not the right colour, or fashion not in

Millions of hectares of lush pure Amazon rainforest , chopped down , sold to the timber industry, but they are digging for gold, blind eye turned by Brazilian government. Sold to the UK rich greedy selfish economy. Then More trees in rainforest mist cut down then scorched land replaced with.
Rows and rows of palm tree plants
Regimentaly standing as far as the eye can see, like grave stones in a victorian cemetery,
All this so you can have a nice completions
Or put into food for easier digestion.
Now the orangutans have nowhere to live
And those greedy humans just don't give a shit.

Sorry i could just go
on and on and on and on.
DON'T YOU THINK IT'S TIME SOMETHING WAS DONE.

TO STOP THE HUMAN ONSLAUGHT OF NATURE.