The absurdity of death

beautiful creatures that live in the wild
in accordance with Nature
just anyones child
a real validity
creations gift
to us all everyone of us
if you get my drift

enlightenment its out there
judgement as well
the absence of thought
which I hear tell
comes from the knowing
the ideative way
which becomes thoughtless
on a given day

hunters the ladies
now come on the scene
with feminine consequence
young and serene
thats there take on things
clearly, unprepared
for the wrath of the masses
and the creatures not spared

is there an answer
why feminine souls
should go out a killing
taking on roles
of assassination and brutality
unrefined in so many ways
that I can see

all sorts of guns
and arguments for
taking the children too
into the raw
showing them life and death
and the belief
of persuading the spirit
to give over its grief

for women to do this
brings from me dissent
a nurturing mother
how she has spent
time killing animals
in front of her son
such notoriety nothing is won

its an unconsciousness
it seems to me
uncertain and clueless
I cannot agree
that women should kill
hunt and murder for me
all hunting is vile
not something to see

there is an extravagance
a pointless refrain
the mind is unsound
one must think of the brain
in a frenzy or furore
a screw loose some say
erratic behaviour
on the given day

the bodies of victims
propped up who appear
very much alive
but sadly the tear
that rolls from their eyes
is so wiped away
and the blood wound is covered
by the weapon a way

of hiding the thrust
the prediction of death
one moment alive
another all breath
has left this great beautiful
animal who
once stood in the forest
and barked as they do

dressed up to the eyes
pink nails via vietnam
some swanky nail bar
its a big scam
its so unnatural
and it looks that way
tight viscose camouflage
sexy some say

watch as the kill
in cold blood its the way
they get the shakes and high five
any day
it has such meaning
for them so they say
a spiritual blessing
that takes them away

their dictum is love

they love animals who
they know as their family
its how they do
bring up their children
to love and obey
and to shoot any brute
that may get in their way

they take on Facebook
luring those who
see their dead charges
which makes them do
makes them affirm
goodness knows why
they are so untruthful
about how souls die

forfeiting elegance
and disparity
with their tasteless display
of attempting to be
queens of the forest
warriors who
can take out a buck
with one arrow sent through

all of the drama
expressed in one time
there in the footlights
as the shadows do climb
a waiver of sorts
on a steady pursuit
aimed fair and square
and so resolute

the killing of Lions
and Lionesses too
the cubs may go wanting
the worthlessness you
won’t see their perfection
nobody will
when bloodied and lying
incredibly still

karma is out there
a great cloak of sin
a badness of character
thats wearing thin
these women who stand before
life and suggest
they are the conservationist
rest

they are very misguided
insanity rules
clear the decks folks
the school’s run by fools
salubrity calling
the angels are here
there is hardly escape
from the cardinal
fear

the current trait of adding females to the hunting scene