The perfect couple

Hardly the attire for hunting buffalo
Such a majestic beast who walks the wild
That dark force of unconsciousness
Clearly you now both possess
Creation and its wonderment
You turn it into stress
Witless brainless artless
Such shallowness all through
And the Elephant the great master
You had to kill him too

The absurdity is paramount
Your ineptitude belies
Such ignorance your obstacle to knowledge
I surmise
Apparently you are clueless
To be hunting as you are
And photographed as glamorous
Believing you are a star

No one wants to see you
By the side of two dead souls
Souls as wild as anything
Within their own controls
Living where creation put them
Very much in tune
With the environment they lived in
So coming to you soon
Is a karmic debt to think about
For you now are overdrawn
A buffalo and an elephant
I feel that I must warn

The two of you for truly
Such misjudgement on your part
Was probably due to both of you
Not having a heart
A jaundiced eye apparent
An intolerance of wild
Embittered closed and haunted
By those you have defiled

The evidence before my eyes
Shows a negligence of thought
A superficiality
Oblivion was sought
Clearly quite moronic
In a funny sort of way
Because of your psychopathy
Others had to pay

Do you feel a gratification
Some self indulgent whim
For you its entertainment
Out there on a limb
Humanity is telling you
That animals are there
For your sexual pleasure
Which otherwise is rare

To sacrifice an animal
And be proud to show the world
That vital spark you extinguished
Their soul of course was hurled
Skywards to the other place
Where time stops still where they
Can take up their new residence
Until your judgement day

Which isn’t long now actually
For the terror in their eyes
The punishment you meted out
So many Now despise
What of their natural family
And their friends what do they do
And what of the big environment
Which you both are clueless to

Their last breaths they were painful
They rattled at deaths door
The netherworld was sorry
Condemned it seemed for sure
And for what was this double slaying
So that you could have some fun
Could both go onto face book
And show us what you had done

You massacred two angels
Your fusillade of steel
Cut them down and tore apart
Their innocence for real
You are gangsters in reality
Pretending you are here
To create such rampant misery
And stoke up added fear

There is no fucking meaning
To what you people do
A true illogicality
The hot air coming through
Its very very graphic
That these wondrous souls lie still
And I personally am tearful
And probably I will

Not forget their passing
Such a spectacle reveals
A terrible improbity
Such hypocrisy conceals
The real truth your psychopathy
The two of you should be
Locked up in a cold dank cell
For all eternity

And don’t pad it out
Lets watch you throw yourselves
Against the walls
Lets hope you break your rotten bones
With your compounded falls
Lets watch your troublous actions
As you create them too
In your pursuit of evil
Lets see what you can do