To A Monkey Which Had Its Hands Cut For A Medical Experiment Whilst Its Claws Wept - Poem by Baldwin Mupfeki
One afflicted with 'choppers'
Finding hands unfit,
They turned to claws
Smell of death diffusing by;
To justice waving bye
Shuttering Eco-Feminists' roars
For the liver also they craved,
Taking, wanting and taking
For chopping won't stop,
Until profits are realised.
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