Poverty Petting Zoo

Feel free to look

To gaze upon

Them in their natural state

Primate

A primal instinct

Culture distinct

From the hominids

Now extinct

Yet still linked

To modern man

By tribal lines

And clan demands

And faith in something greater

Than the waste of space enclosure

They inhabit

With their filthy habits

Making them seem older

Through exposure to

The elements

Like elephants

Endangered lives

Except they wield

The poacher’s knives

And guns

And hunt each other’s

Sons

And some behave

Like less than human

Scum

In squalid slums

So I just merely

Mind my business

Just observe

Whilst bearing witness

To existence

In its highest form

Of abject poor

Low class subsistence

So feel free to look

But heed

My solemn warning

Do not feed

Dependence on

The handout seed

Or you create

A captive breed

Where once there thrived

A species freed

From civilized

And people stuff

From good intention’s

Hellbent crutch

So look as much

As you prefer

But do not touch

Or give them birr