Bear

A 280 round behind the shoulder
A black bear in your sight
You pull the fucking trigger
And she runs with all her might

Toward you she’s not any coward
She wants to take you down
You are in her territory
In your blood she wants to drown

She is thinking of her family
Her cubs back in the hole
She feels that bullet pierce her flesh
Its hit her like a pole

And so she’s after your guts
After all its her domain
And the injury has shocked her
She now is almost insane

And here she comes attacking
Another bullet does slam
Into her like crazy
Straight from uncle sam

She bolts and falls into the swamp
Bleeding for all her worth
Still she feels the need to run
And enter Gods sweet earth

And you drag her out you bastards
You have killed a mother bear
Arn’t you 2 brave arse oles
Totally unaware

Of a mother and her babies
She knows they now will die
And all you care about today
Is seeing her head hung high

A trophy for your ego room
Your permit did you well
You kept your browning in the safe
But you both came out from Hell

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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