harsh poem or song

Plastic animal, 

Broken shambles

Taped with plastic tape sandals

Those vandals, got to keep this thing goin

 

Who planned this, or who could see 

Who has responsibility, who has power, how do you know

First there was this temptress then you followed

Now theres you, now theres you, now theres you

 

Hope this relates, calculates to you

Awareness of things rests on chance

Is not on the shoulders of a chickmonk or mole, squirrel or animalkind, plantkind

You pretend you’re not the male temptress and

Being not man, acting as a rodent