The Circus Came to Town – a poem by Dee

The Circus Came to Town. Photo of big top
The Circus Came to Town. Photo by Marja van Bochove

THE CIRCUS CAME TO TOWN

The lights, the signs, the tents, the price
All meant to lure us and entice.
We watch those beautiful animals cringe
when the whip is cracked
and they feel unhinge.

They dare not show what they really feel
lest they risk not getting a meal.
What we see has nothing to do
with what is happening behind this rouse.

Those beautiful beasts who once were king
and ruled the jungle and all living things
have now been reduced to a cowardly lot
Caged, abused, and likely to rot.

They bear the scars of being beaten
Heaven knows when they’ve last eaten
They live in a hell where they have no choice
It’s up to us to be their voice.

Post your own signs aside of theirs
Take their power
and don’t give a care

It’s not good enough to just stand around
And let the circus come to town.

14 thoughts on “The Circus Came to Town – a poem by Dee”

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  2. Oh that’s a shame Babz. With an election coming up and lots of potential door-stepping from local candidates, perhaps you can raise this point with them.

    I know I’ll be asking them about their animal welfare policies. Those are what matter most to me since it makes no financial difference to me which party is in power. I’m too poor to be of interest to the Conservatives and not quite poor enough for Labour to be interested in me either 🙁

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