Child killers

Not even a teenager
Little or no
Instinctive sentience
Nothing to show
A gullibility
A jaundiced eye
A parochial thought
Not wondering why

A child barely out of the cradle
Tells me
She wants to kill animals
Those roaming free
She is a hunter
Her dad taught her well
NO she is a child
Just part of his HELL

He underestimates
What he has done
To me he’s abused her
How is it fun
To go out To The wilderness
And bag a bear
Or a zebra or some living force living there

She is just 12 years old
And already can kill
She’s been told all is fine
Yes blood you can spill
The father stands back
in awe of his child
A credulous gullible man of the wild

A child who should really
Be respecting the souls
Not stuck on the front line
Taking on roles
Of ambushing animals
And running them through
This is not what 12 year olds
Should now do

He is no luminary
That is for sure
Teaching his child
It’s alright to spread gore
To kill to just slaughter
The animals here
Who do us no harm
But do suffer such fear

And not to feel guilt
Nor delinquency
I believe it is wicked
It’s Improbity
Where is her innocence
Her playfulness where
Her state of grace
Nothing to declare

Why is she taking on karma like this
Getting involved the model to miss
Torture and murder of innocent souls
And calling it hunting digging deeper holes
In consciousness really
Her misconduct should
Be taken to task
For it just isn’t good

Where is the mother in all of this
Where is the nurturing where is the bliss
Of childhood of innocence guileless and true
To me it’s offensive what she does now do
Really it’s hopeless that she’s unashamed
She has no regrets if the father is blamed

She still cannot comprehend what life’s about
Yet she’s being interviewed and has no doubt
She is a hunter at 12 years old
That’s what she is and on that she is sold
it’s unspirituality
An level mof sin
Where is that purity
When did she begin
To manifest wickedness I’d like to know
It should be illegal but it seems to grow

And the father acquits himself
Saying that he
Wants his child hunting
He is guilty
He is assuming that she will be fine
What if she’s killed would that be a sign

Would people wake up to
the madness abroad
Teaching young children
to die by the sword
To ambush and murder
the voiceless souls who
Live where they were put
by creation all through

It is disrespectful
An outrage to me
It’s So humiliating
For the whole world to see
Chasing down animals just for the sport
Was never a case and it just didn’t ought
To be happening anywhere it shouldn’t be
Taking a life a life that is free

The whole worlds corrupted
Parents are too
What chance have our animals got
And soon you
Will be stalked by some kid
I mean who can sayKids
Kids going around killing zebras
Today

To me it is spiteful in so many ways
Of course it’s destructive
And really it plays
into the hands of the devil to me
For serial killers start somewhere and she
Has begun the long march into insanity
Already describing her exploits to me
I am a hunter and I never will
Give up the killing and the blood I shall spill
Will fill up the oceans now by the time
I am 15 or 16 a fresh paradigm
May by then just wash over me
And I shall feel
That hunting Live sentients
Doesn’t appeal.

Let’s hope this is the case

For otherwise she may go on to human beings