The perpetrators of mass atrocity
Too much pent up animosity
Bite your tongue and buy some time
Clearly the world’s not fine
No one seems to want to die
Die for justice
One man's sport is my bane
It’s far too insane
To think we could ever make a change
We claim what’s not ours
always stomping around leaving scars
the dangerous behind the wrong bars
We lay waste to the things our eyes desire
Fancy bow ties and hidden lies
Empty suits with secretive pursuits
Glittery gems and furry dens
Slaughter far beyond the tongue and pen.
too many wildlife markets
our hands dripping with ink that once beat in lands untouched
Our money reaches out to take lives as if they’re free
Our words speaking as if our breath isn’t taking their’s
Nothing in life is free
there’s always a price
But what will it cost to free ourselves
From the cages we shoot to wear?
Empty world full of people.
We’ve killed it through laws signed with behind the back payments
Why do we continue to let the world bleed?
Unstitched, we are leaking out
What spontaneous surprises remain?
I can’t take it anymore
Can the world take it anymore?
Now’s the time to intervene.
We consume far beyond our needs
It’s always us so eager to consume.
But what actually is it that we produce?
How do we give back as we take?
Recognize the smorgasbord we’ve been given
Our ability too
Buy this and buy that
Why? Dare I ask.
Because it gives us some sort of thrill?
Boy, does this make me shrill.
People are dying
and begging for food
Yet our leaders sit idly by
Behind crystal glass
Watch this horrid view.
When comes our responsibility to provide?
Dress up in a shirt and tie
Delivering presentations so animals won’t die.
Is this what it actually takes
to save the animal race?
In the name of conservation
Please just ban this habit
so we can save the planet
Save it from ourselves
For goodness sake, let animals roam in their home
It’s time to open our eyes
and confront our pitiful lies
It’s such a tragedy we’ve become
Will we ever acknowledge the harm we’ve done?
Illegal trade to incriminating rage
The world’s darker than we think
But that’s not what our politicians want us to think.
Media set up like a show
“We’ve finally got him in our hands
Now off with his head
For we’ve finally soiled his plan.”
But little do we know the extent of this man
and those he allowed in his lethal clan
Placed him in a cage like all the animals he maimed
Break his spirit
and bring him to the brink of rage
For his crimes are inexplicable;
Mustn’t we forget the middlemen
Who report to their pyramid of power
Don’t you dare compromise their money shower
Do we actually question those in power?
You know, the ones we appoint
who always seem to disappoint
Paid by our greedy routines
Maybe next time we should take a stand
Think outside the box
and stop feeding the palms of their dirty, little hands
For their show is a disgrace
such puppets we allow to run this race
A race of people
who are horribly doomed
There’s nothing left but a continuous gloom
So congratulations, humans, we’re utterly fucked!
Try getting yourselves out of this humiliating rut.