Sleeping peacefully

Sleeping very peacefully
Under the stars a soul
A Rhinoceros a pachyderm
In imaginary control
In a familiar dream state
Was awoken by the sound
Of a so called trophy hunter
Unworthy to be found

In The same vicinity
Breathing the same air
As this beast of miracles
That was just lying there
Spitefulness so evident
Malevolence in play
This ugly violent infidel
Had something to say

There are many of these lapsed
Ones
Diseased states they have become
Rotten from the gut out
Through their consumption
They are numb
To life and its vivacity
They are callous and obscene
Malignant and resentful
And extraordinarily mean

They have become infernal
Sharing breath with those
Ancient and perfect earthlings
Where so much wisdom flows
A sleeping soul is woken
And promised a new place
Sent into oblivion
By the ghoul without a face
Without a heart without a soul
Just a virulent disease
Plaguing all humanity
With its malevolence and sleaze

Destruction of creation
For fun is what was said
There is not a gram of emotion
They are already dead
Their brain is a messed up knot of shit
Maligned and drained of light
As the Rhino reaches the rainbow bridge
This murdering scum in spite
Of his total lack of empathy
Will be dragged out into space
And be eaten by the vultures
And lost without a trace
His sinew torn to ragged strips
His eyes engorged with pus
They will vomit on his dark remains
As they struggle and they cuss
His agony so tumultuous
His constancy no more
There is no death more painful
Than the lapsed ones thats for sure