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Wild and free?

Wild and free?

Look at my majestic life
You killed my family
How do you sleep at night? 
Just for my ivory?
Selling my tusk for luxury
How you should feel so guilty!
Shame on the greed of humanity 
You should be treat the same brutality!
You invade my territory 
You sell a glorified horror story 
The hunter is paid
Animals are slayed 
We live in the wild
You poach and hide
To see faces ripped apart 
Tears pour from my heart 
This torture has to stop 
It just has to stop
So you tell me
Are we wild and free? 

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Anne Francis

Human nature and its cruelness 
I thought at one time this would have
stopped when people would no longer
buy and pouching would decline, but
no it still goes on - see so much on
the t.v how they are treated including
how their young are left alone.
If the greedy people did not purchase
the slaughter would end because that
is what it is SLAUGHTER.
Well written my friend.

Oh my dad was born in  Ryhope Co. Durham
we're on the same shore.

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Wayne Stubbs

Very true Anne, it's deplorable what is happening in the name of luxury gain, it makes me ashamed of being a part of human nature ?

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Wayne Stubbs

What a lovely, unique place county Durham is ???

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