Children killing wild souls

Its abuse to take a child
Into the forest
To kill a wolf a wild soul
Who is there
To eat and feed the pack
Where predation meets the prey
Taking out predation
Plays with the godly
Let me say

Waiting, clad in camouflage
Rifles to the fore
Signalling and calling
The hungry wolves to war
Are these hunters hungry
No its all about
Ambushing the predator
In fact we are in no doubt

“Its so cool
Hold his head up
Check the big canines
A stomach shot
That must have hurt
Good job Bud”
All the signs

Of a good eye
On a target
A living loving soul
Hungry as the day is long
An apex leader’s role
Shot out of existence
A double disbelief
“Lets take loads of photo’s”
No one thinks of grief

Of two of the apex predators
Hungry for a kill
Shot to death in panic mode
Back over the hill
The lead stuck fast inside of them
One his tongue on fire
The pack devoid of two great friends
For the pack the future’s dire

The opposite of sage like
I see no shining light
I see a beautiful forest
And wildness which is right
A group of lucid animals
Bent on feeding they
Fooled into submission
In the cool light of the day

Powerful rifles set up trained
Three bullets fired I heard
Two wolves took the flying lead
What had just occurred
tragically
Abuse its child abuse
Murder most foul
Two wild souls lost forever
Both would never howl

Calling wolves with sound devices
Fooling them
Seeing them distraught
An ambush
Hear the explosive charge
There was a lot of thought
Angry frantic wolves in flight
A child got his first kill
The father proud as punch he is
Delusional he will

Go on to kill another
And who knows where it ends
Wild souls live in balance
This insanity it sends
Unforeseen dilemma’s
Thwarted balked and lost
Who knows cubs might die out there
A first kill might have cost

Familial upheaval
Sadness through and through
A meaningless confusion
Cancelling the true
Sophistry and treachery
Duplicity was stacked
A case of trumped up make believe
Dupery in fact

A trickster using decoys
A double crosser they
Obliterate the hunted
For the warriors they lay
Shot through in their truthfulness
By the deceitful pair
Who are basically after accolades
Out of the forest bare

Children should be sketching
Photographing they
Learning about the wildness
Not throwing it allnaway
Not ambushing the wild souls
Killing them for fun
Fathers who profess to care
When the day is done

Have truly started something
A killing streak oh dear
Ending life well just like that
Disrespect is clear
Gods gives life and ends life
Not men, not little boys
See and feel the beauty
Not the graceless noise

Appreciate the wild life
The balances ahead
The predation prey association
It has all been said
Before, the equilibrium
To discriminate and see
Not be a blemish in the forest
Whose obscenity

Whose tactless behaviour
Indecorous beyond
The tasteful and the civil
Part of being fond
Of wild life or dendrology
Of wild plants everywhere
Life and goodness
Not death and badness
Put a stop to the despair

For me its really child abuse
Parents ought to know
What is right and what is wrong
And sadly it can grow
Its unrefined and vulgar
Loutish, if you ask me
Have affection for all wild souls
And love them constantly