Guns or child hunters

The spate of children killing
Made me ask myself now why
Was it that they started this
Was there weaponry to try
I note designer hunting gear
For ladies and now too
Smaller guns and hunting bows
Designed for children who

Presumably go into hunting shops
And if they see
Guns and bows for children
They might ask their dads

So we
might then surmise
Whats happened

Was there weaponry on sale
And parents seeing smallish guns
Maybe thats where the trail

Began
the corporate Targeting of children came about
All the extra tooling and investment
I don’t doubt
The market saw an opening
And parents then saw fit
To deck their kids in hunting gear
And the blue touch paper lit

They did some mock up sampling
And then produced the gear
The guns shops started stocking them
And the children did appear
The hunters don’t have much between their ears
Now do they so
What’s wrong with getting the kids on board
So the industry could grow

It all comes back to money
To profit and the rest
Morals ethics ethos
All that’s stuffs gone west
The kids follow their fathers
So it isn’t long before
Dads showing them just how to shoot
A red deer or a boar

And once they get their eye in
And they see the animals shot
The psychopaths amongst them,
Go off on one it’s got

So it’s women now and children
And it’s all matter of course

So what chance have the animals
No chance not at source

Creation has to solve
This ugly wicked agenda
It had thought we did evolve
It had thought we were sentient
BUt realised how dumb
A lot of so called hunters are
And now of course there are some

Killing for the sake of it
Just anything that is there
Many of the animals are wounded
And must share
Hours and hours of agony
The inexperienced mob
Who wear their fancy smutter
And know how to use their gob

But shooting and then aiming properly
They haven’t got a clue
They bought the most expensive kit
But very very few
Can shoot to kill with one round
And so what we now see
Are companies arranging stuff
And packages now be

So the birth of canned hunting
Of trophies and the rest
Paperwork and taxidermy
The service that is best
Everything is catered for
When the hunter is the King
And now his wife and kids can come along
It’s got that ring
About it
Back to happy families
Killing wild life where
Anywhere they want to go
Then they all can share
The lies the spoils the wisdom
If it’s Africa then they
Are feeding the hungry villagers
Which makes them feel okay

As for the poor animals
In cages all their life
Taken from their mothers
Absorbing human strife
And now it’s our own children
Getting the hunting bug
The ammunition people
Have kind of felt that tug
Of hope from numerous children
And are marketing stuff now
On e bay and in Amazon
And in gun shops far away

And they are now on face book
And on google they are there
The little kids all dolled up
In their hunting gear aware
With their little guns and hunting bows
Girly flowery ones
And all of this is progress
It just gives me the runs

We know that children killing
Go on to kill some more
Now it’s animals later its humans
The FBI is sure
This is the apprenticeship
For the psychopathic way
So deck them out in Rambo suits
So humanity can pay