Hunting is a misnomer
When predation is the target
Existence is the essential
The perpetuity
Its all about a balance
Its immortal and eternal
Enduring from the beginning
The true reality
To set up as a group
Designed to imbalance and to forfeit
Predation will encompass
Frightening disdain
Nature’s true creation
Is nobody’s salvation
Its purely just a pipe dream
Where nobody can gain
Its bound around true arrogance
And an attitude where ignorance
Takes the lead and dishonour
Is the order of their day
Its tribal in so many ways
But never wild and honest
Thought shows their perspective
Which can never bring them praise
They have no true equivalence
And no authenticity
If anything it is contrary
To how it ought to be
It so lacks humility
So imperious and authoritative
We hear a lot of swagger
And grandiosity