A Bowhunter’s dream that turned into a nightmare

I have to say I did feel sick

when I read this

on so many levels

for I

can’t get my head around

women a killing

and there’s always a tear

in my eye

when I hear they are brandishing

rifles or bows

and competing with trolls

then training their dogs

to go after the prey

for all of these earthlings have souls

so why would they want to take on a bear

its only the perversion of man

who changes their outlook

by manipulation

and of him I am just not a fan

its abuse of an animals instincts

and thus it is wrong from the start

a women that dreams about killing a bear

in its own environment

has no heart

a bear has a family

maybe some children

maybe a female or male

so to set out to murder

a bear in its prime

and follow up on  its own trail

to me can never be described

as a dream

a nightmare perhaps but a dream

one associates really

with positive outlook

and all I can hear is that scream

it happened some 8 years ago

so I read

this women decided that she

would go on the sea ice

near to Baffin Bay

and hunt with her bow

she could be

there with the dogs

in that great white divide

and see a great polar bear, she

could then get the dogs to chase after it

till it ran out of steam she could see

it was knackered and so she decided

to load up her bow and she fired

it sailed passed the bear it completely missed

probably she a bit tired

what she should have done

was put down her bow

she loaded the bolt

and fired off the arrow

deep into its lungs

she got a result

a women, a female someone whose caring

someone who carries new life

and she thinks its wonderful

to shoot a bear give that fine soul

so much strife

coughing its lungs up

filling with water

blood snot and gore its too much

as the great soul rolls over

and growls at her dogs

she confirms that she is  out of touch

with humanity and with creation

for she let one more bolt off and she

knows that this bolt hits the bear in the heart

and he rolls over  so painfully

her dream has been realized

what she has bagged

is a wonderful bear and we see

its great bulk is now lying bleeding

an endangered soul constantly

under such strife living where it lived and

for days  possibly got no prey

walking the pack ice searching for game

day after  day after day

an in comes this women

this dreamer

all she wants to do is to kill

to watch a great beast

die in such agony

looking beautiful and lying still

she was a women  how  could she kill him

her eyes   staring into the  blue

but his heart was torn out by

bolt after bolt

and her dogs were all over him too

what make a women descend into darkness

take the wrong road so to say

follow those trolls who lost sight of their souls

and murder and injure each day

its some kind of  true abberation

a deviant in many ways

to sidestep the  path of progression

and get kind of lost in the maze

so shot full of arrows

tired from the running

weak from the dietary lack

this bold brassy women

took on the great beast

and  marched up to him to attack

deep down inside she was wicked

graceless a reprobate, she

she had transgressed

she was possessed

she was in fact so guilty

disgraceful and shocking

as that bear was rocking

mortally injured but still

ready to fight for what he knew was right

till the 3 rd arrow yea it did kill

the bears conscience clear

in that moment

he was so blameless

for he

was born where he lived

that was his right

for evil in fact it was she

but instead of remorse

we got impenitence

she was so proud what she’d done

not contrite or remorseful

so unashamed

more like the  prodigal son

steeped in a madness for killing

that brutalization we see

as innocence falls to the evil

undefiled with a true purity

she  takes a  few steps

to the vanquished

lines up her body and she

smiles at the camera

such glorification

she did it and we can all see

a great smile that wraps

off her face for that moment

feeling so wonderful  she

looks up to the heavens

I wish they would open

and crush her thick head painfully

but she sits aloft

feeling splendid

she is the bee’s knees today

she killed a bear

just because it was there

and what else can anyone say