Boy hunter

Ok go ahead
Shoot the angel that led
A beautiful life
Then your arrow sped
Into its flanks
And it let out its scream
Your child had just
Put an end to the dream

Clad in the camouflage
Daddy behind
The bowman was shaking
As was his mind
Clearly a young psychopath
Feeling the wrath
Following daddy down the same path

Murdering arses thats all they are
Lacking all conscience
And really
Far away from a pastime
Where children should be
Murdering wildlife
With improbity

This degeneration of people today
Where is the innocence
With guilt they pay
A terrible cost they are shameless indeed
Causing a beautiful deer just to bleed
Out watch him kicking ingloriously
Clearly in pain as we can all see

“You did it son” no dad you are the one
Your immorality look what you a
Have done
You were the back sliding recidivist
Where is his mother?
She would have kissed
His brow sent him off with a camera
Maybe
Not a bow shaking wildly behind some tree

YES I am the judge and the jury today
That little deer of course you did slay
You had no right for creation will see
That both of you pay that both of you be

Punished its coming best be aware
You will get your drubbing
For all those who dare
To murder the angels
Karma will see
You get your rewards
And, rapidly

A grieving mother
Lets be sorry, for she
Got mixed up with the likes of you
And she will be
Wondering why perhaps
Her son her son
Had that strange accident
Out in the sun

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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