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
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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