Hunters be aware

Murderers of our wild life
Freedom is not yours
Your pictures on the internet
Will get you no applause
You women dressed in warrior garb
The vanquished victims shot
Your evil teeth so on display
If you see yourselves as “hot”
Let me tell you a cold icy stare
Is evident to me
You are ugliness personified
As you will always be
Remembered for the torture
For the agony and the pain
Your souls cast out
Forever by the angels the disdain
Is with you unto death itself
For then what you shall feel
Is the accumulated agony
Which I swear will not appeal