Slam Poetry

• Arlea Gibbon, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2019

Our world will die
If we make whales fry
The dolphins and turtles get stuck
In the nets full of muck
The rhinos lose their weapons
Our animals are threatened
So stop them dying
And stop the frying
For it's not their fault
For the pepper and the salt
That is added
To their body being splatted
And served in a big meat platter
Like they never mattered