Wild animals never kill for sport. Man is the only one to whom the torture and death of his fellow creatures is amusing in itself.
quote by James Anthony Froude
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Wild animals never kill for sport. Man is the only one to whom the torture and death of his fellow creatures is amusing in itself.
It Is Survival Of The Fittest
On the flesh of smaller forms of wildlife the eagle she does fill her craw
A predator of Nature's wild kingdom and Nature lives by her own law
And the predators of Nature's wild kingdom they have to kill to stay alive
It is called the survival of the fittest where only the fittest survive.
The fear of creatures of the jungle when they listen to the big cats roar
But in Nature big cats are not seen as killers they hunt for survival nothing more
They have to hunt when they are hungry of meat they need their daily fill
It is one of the Laws of Nature that the predator to eat must kill.
Nature never grieves for her dead creatures to grieve it is not Nature's way
She is above sorrow and pity when on her bosom her dead creatures lay
Us humans too are part of Nature we live for awhile and we die
The creatures of Nature's wild kingdom they are not less mortal than I.
It is called survival of the fittest it happens in Nature night and day
Those that are born to be meat eaters on other creatures have to prey
And birth and death to Mother Nature are part of life and of the same
And for the deaths of her wildborn her predators she never blame.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Death Ballad
Death is fun and amusing.
It can be hated by most.
But loved by some.
Death is the ending of life.
Death is the best when
you want it to come.
Death can look amusing
It can look funny
Death is the best thing
in the world.
Death will come to use all
sonner or later.
Stop regreting about dieing.
No matter what its gonna happen.
If you look foaward to it
it will feel like it will never come.
You dont look foward to it
it will fell like it comes faster
, to you then any one eles.
Death.
poem by James Ohara
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Let it Kill
let it kill me and if it doesnt let it try again and again and again till i die, then let it try again and again and finally let it kill me if not then let it try again till i die of pain cause this pain i cannot take, so let it kill until i feel death creep up the corner, let me die with honor or without it just let me die, so let it kill me again and again and if not let it try until i die, for this life i cannot take i have lost all faith so just let me die, let it try to kill me dont set me free come on kill me i refuse mercy or sympathy all i want is death so please let it kill let it send me to death as fast as things go past, let it kill, let it destroy my soul and leave it not whole for i want death, i want death again i say i want death let it kill and if not let it kill again and again till death is all that remain, let it kill
poem by Adens Kamwi
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Sonnet-Don't Be Cruel
You hit a snake right on its head and kill;
Don't torture hitting it along its length;
For cruelty to man and beast by will;
Is unforgivable in any strength.
How can one torture creatures that are live;
You shouldn't cause pain by Third Degree Methods;
His basic rights, no one can man deprive;
You kill but never wound and watch the Birds.
How can a man be thrilled by causing pain?
To watch with joy a man suffer is sin;
A cruel man must be given the cane;
A heartless soul can Heaven never win.
A cruel heart gets cruelty in turn;
And when he dies, no one will take his urn.
poem by John Celes
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Wild F*#$ing Manners
hunting a tiger
big sharp teeth
man-eater
these hunters
big egos, big guns
hunting for survival
need fur and meat to survive
hunting wild game
wild f*#$ing manners
saw lioness and her cubs
on f*#$ing youtube
wild animals is to game theory
as man is to war
primitive yet perfect in movements
stop hunting these majestic creatures
they echo the intelligence we lack
in a far away land called our sub-conscience
only to find our only way to organized life
we're just animals on a hunting ground
poem by Inner Projection
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Wild Life
The world wild applies to the words you and me.
While take a walk thru an african park one day,
I saw a sign say, the animals have the right of way.
Wild life, whatever happened to,
Wild life, the animals in the zoo?
Were breathing a lot,
A lot of political nonsense in the air.
Youre making it hard for the people who live in there.
Youre moving so fast, but, baby, you know not where.
Wild life, (wild life), whats gonna happen to
Wild life, (wild life), the animals in the zoo?
Youd better stop, theres animals evrywhere,
And man is the top, an animal too,
And, man, you just got to care.
Wild life, whats gonna happen to,
Wild life, the animals in the zoo?
Youre breathing a lot of polical nonsense in the air.
Wild life, (wild life), whats gonna happen to
(whats gonna happen to) (whats gonna happen to)
Wild life, (wild life), the animals in the zoo?
(whats gonna happen to) (whats gonna happen to)
Wild life, what ever happened to?
What ever happened to?
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Man destroys more than replenishes.
Animals fear the predators and flee.
Man finds ways to kill his predators:
Man, animals, bacteria and virus.
Animals kill for food but man for more than that.
07.06.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Animals
I know what I need I need you
I cant see nothin else all I can see is you
I dont care what they say about my state of mind
I know whats good for me and you are just my kind
We are animals we are animals we are animals we are animals
I know what I want I want you
Shed your cloths forget your codes
You know this is nothing new
I smell your scent I taste your sweat
I feel this passion too
Lets trust our senses not our minds
Lets break all the rules
We are animals we are animals
We are animals we are animals
We are animals
We are animals
Come with me run with me leave this world behind
Come to me come with me I know that we will find
We are animals we are animals
We are animals we are animals
We are animals
We are animals
(m.charlton)
Copyright 1989 elgin music
song performed by by Nazareth
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Wild Life
wild life
animals creatures
running floating flying
They need our help
MIRACLES
poem by Katelin Offord Harper
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Looking For Changes
I saw a cat with a machine in his brain
The man who fed him said
He didnt feel any pain
Id like to see that man take out that machine
And stick it in his own brain
You know what I mean
I saw a rabbit with its eyes full of tears
The lab that owned her had
Been doing it for years
Why dont we make them pay for every last eye
That couldnt cry its own tears
Do you kmow what I mean
When I tell you that well all be
Looking for changes
Changes in the way we treat our fellow creatures
And we will learn how to grow
Well I tell you that well all be
Looking for changes
Changes in the way we treat our fellow creatures
And we will learn how to grow
When were looking for changes
I saw a monkey that was learning to choke
A guy beside him gave him cigarettes to smoke
And everytime that monkey started to cough
The bastard laughed his head off
Do you know what I mean
When I tell you that well all be
Looking for changes
Changes in the way we treat our fellow creatures
And we will learn how to grow
When were looking for changes
Were looking for changes
Were looking for changes
Were looking for changes in the way we are
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Kill Instincts To Smile At Death!
Don't kill animals, you are more animal than human,
more and more you learn,
You find animals live in you, Kill their instincts in own your mind,
Humanity and love are that strange light,
in which instincts dry and die and vanish,
you need not find and kill them,
Or you need not banish!
Patience and compassion grow quick and wide,
Under them how can weeds like instinct and ego grow?
Don't kill your desires, not allow them to kill you!
be better gardner of own mind,
neither prune them,
nor water
Only plant good virtues and thoughts and take care of deeds,
Care and nurture only love,
Like to live like peaceful dove,
Love that takes care of them remove all pests and weeds!
Don't kill the time, use it well
Some day time may bring you the death,
Do well here, living satisfied,
Welcome your new friend, with a warm hand,
'Hello, my dear Death, how do you do? '
Take this body and mind and everything,
They were always yours, and you are the real owner,
I was that homeless, nameless, formless, tenant,
But never I was hopeless or
Faithless!
And I am that vacating, and you need not force me out!
You could see me,
who I am
Unlike my past lives,
I am now not even that absolute soul of universe,
I am awaken to sleep in my awareness!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Bumblebee
Buzzing bumblebee
you just might be the cutest
thing today I've seen.
Your black and yellow
jacket, awkwardness of flight.
Amusing fellow
This black and burly
fellow that visits different
flowers all day long.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Wild Forest In The Sky
Wild animals all of you are saved here
At the wild forest in the sky
This is your home
You won't find poachers here in the sky
Because the sky is far away from the planet
Earth
And if they wanted
They would had to walk up a long flight of stairs to the sky
To be honest to you
From the earth
To the wild forest are 390 steps
So this would be impossible to do for the poachers
Wild animals
You are lucky
That a wild forest exists
In the sky
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Out There In Nature's Wild Kingdom
Out there in Nature's wild kingdom the struggle is for to survive
And the strongest and the fittest can only hope to thrive
In a time of Global warming chances of extinction multiply
And people as well as all of life endangered as the Planet becomes more dry,
Out there in Nature's wild kingdom by men one more wood is cut down
For to build a new housing estate on the verge of the town
Habitat destruction a huge threat to wildlife
In a World where human greed is becoming more rife
Out there amongst Nature birds and beasts of prey
The creatures of night and the creatures of day
Must kill for to eat such is life one might say
Survival of the fittest that is Nature's way
And out there in Nature's kingdom the fittest survive
And most creatures must struggle just to stay alive.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Eid-Ul-Azha
The custom of sacrificing halal animals
On the day of Eid-Ul-Azha
Derives from a fact of
Prophet Abraham and Prophet Ismael
Which is known to many people
Across the globe.
God can take away from you
Any time He wants
Your parents, your brothers and sisters
Your children and your friends
He can even torture them to death
Before your very nose
God is kinder and crueler
Than human beings
Although His kindness
Is many times more
Than His cruelty
That’s why
We should sacrifice halal animals
In order to please Him
On the day of Eid-Ul-Azha.
poem by Asif Andalib
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Fox Hunting Is Banned In Britain
A so called sport of the upper class that inspired the bards to rhyme
Fox hunting is banned in Britain everything has it's time
For nothing last forever it had passed it's use by date
And in chasing down and killing a frightened creature what is to celebrate?
John Masefield's long poem 'Reynard the Fox' I readily can recall
One of the best on fox hunting if not the best of all
But that aside fox hunting was cruel or to me 'twould seem that way
For to be hunted down and mauled to death by dogs not what you'd call fair play.
I read in the Newspapers how those for fox hunting protested long and loud
But there was nothing in this so called sport of which they could feel proud
For to watch a creature torn to shreds could hardly be much fun
It seems a far more painful way to die than the quicker death by gun.
The day is near when all blood sports will be things of the past
For all things have their use by date and nothing seems to last
Some may see the fox as vermin but the fox warrants a fair go
And empathy for wild born creatures not too much to ask to show.
Fox hunting is banned in Britain such good news is good to hear
News well worth celebrating to that I'll drink a beer
To be torn to shreds by a pack of hounds seems an awful way to die
And to this very cruel blood sport good riddance and goodbye.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Animals Aren’t Criminals
Animals strike men when disturbed.
Men strike animals before disturbed.
Animals kill for food; men for sports too.
Among animals there is no criminal.
18.12.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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WElcome Guest, story poem
Harried by hounds the stag is spent.
He is worn out and terrified.
Enters my gates by accident,
In search of somewhere he can hide.
He finds safety in a stall
which has long been unoccupied.
He’s found his haven after all.
Because I instantly decide.
To bar my gates against the hounds
and to the idiots who ride.
They will not trespass on my grounds.
The law is firmly on my side.
The stag is safe and free to stay.
I will ensure he is not harmed
until the hunters go away.
He has no cause to be alarmed.
I’ll set him free to go his way
when he regains his energy.
They must forego their kill today.
The Stag is no mans enemy.
I hate the men who hunt for sport
the harmless creatures of the wild
Who they can kill without a thought.
Our views can not be reconciled
They will return from whence they came
slowly and dejectedly.
Because I spoilt the little game
They’ll ban me from their company.
A ban that will not worry me
although they are convinced it will.
I much prefer the company
of the wild deer they hope to kill.
The Stag appear to understand
although it watches warily.
That it is safe by my command
and he is resting easily.
When it grows dark I’ll turn him loose
back to the freedom that he knows.
I am quite sure he won’t refuse.
Though I’ll be sad to see him go.
He was not born to be confined.
He has a nobler destiny.
Protecting his small flock of hinds
and raising up a family.
I think he knows I wish him well
and looks at me before he goes.
He has no tongue in which to tell.
But I am certain that he knows.
Tuesday,16 March 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Our laws are a reflection of our culture. Our culture does not condone the torture of innocent and defenseless creatures. And we as a society believe all God's creatures should be treated humanely.