Canned hunts and photo shoots

Ramping up the drama
That is what they do
Shooting lions all raised in cages
How many think that’s true
It isn’t Stalking it isn’t hunting
its just a criminal act
8/10 lions in a week
How should we react

They fly In one day
Are shooting the next
There is a surfeit of LIons who
Have to live in cages
And be let out so that you
You the arrogant individual
For a Hunter you are not
Your a psychopathic city arse
Who really has a lot

Of money but no knowledge
Clearly being conned
It’s called a hunting experience
And clearly they all bond
In a couple days of shooting
They just about can get
Out of the truck
before They shoot
And no one gives a fuck

The animals are tortured
Stolen from their mums
Petted by assorted humAns
It’s all about big sums
Big sales of course and profits
That’s all it is about
These lives are being Wasted
Its just a wicked bout
Of arrogance and psychopathy
The animals They die
Supposed kings of the jungle
Another hunters lie

Every lion they shot this day
Was trying to run away
In terror going up high trees
Hoping not to pay
But knowing it was inevitable
The great kings have no voice
Canned hunting is the most horrid act
and people have a choice

They could just buy a camera
And take shots of them they
Could have them then forever
And the animals could stay
Alive of course and kicking
Being part of the whole thing
If only they would ditch their guns
The good fortune that would bring

They Normally come to the party
All the trigger hungry,they
Aim their rifles pull the triggers
And the lion is made to pay
Shot out of a tree perhaps or up against a fence
Or hiding in a wart hog hole
Of course it makes no sense

These visitors to Africa
They have never been before
Never picked a gun up probably
But now it’s
war war war
Shoot what ever is moving
And aim and miss of course
Hear the poor souls crying
And there is no remorse

They really think they
are hunting
When of course it’s all laid on
5 or 6 shots ring out
By this time the Lion is gone
But it may have been the sixth shot
THey have been raised to die
Canned hunting that’s the evil
Out there happening and why?

Why are men so crazy
As to be taken in like this
Can’t they see what’s happening
Surely it’s obvious
they never really grew up
And they have always got away
With anything they did in life
If somebody else does pay

So many of the Rich geeks
These corporate types in grey
None of it’s hard earned money
It’s making others pay
It’s delusional reality
It’s wicked to the core
And roping all these city arses
In
I am very sure

The animals are the victims
Of course they are and we
All have to really break our necks
To try and get them free
Canned hunting should be banned by now
And trophy hunting too
They are both beyond their sell by date
And That certainly is true