Rebecca the Hunting women

A god given right

in a sense what we see

is one hell of a sight

and a nut who can be

as naive and as mindless

and lost in her world

unsound and manic

for what she has hurled

is an alienation of life

that we know

clearly the disorder

has been left to grow

supposedly thou shall not kill

but the thrill

the psychosis enslaved her

for the blood she does spill

delusional traits

a furore of pain

bordering on madness

more excuses again

a turn on perhaps

a screw loose maybe

confused and deranged

by her insanity

to proclaim that she proudly

kills as she does

authorised by her god

clearly that buzz

has nothing to do with

a force from above

only her warped

and fanatical love

for selecting the prey

and seeing them fall

cultivating a passion

really a school

of thought and expression

that killing is great

it preserve the wildlife

and encourages fate

on all of existence

the want of some to

kill and be photographed

as they now do

yes it will chill

us to feel in this way

we who ambles by

and know the dismay

animals out in the wild were put there

so that her spirit could feel more aware

by hunting and killing them

seeing them fall

God was the mentor

she just answered his call

a god given right

a demented fool

obsessed by her toughts

and unhinged that is all