The wonderful world of wildlife

In this wonderful world of wild life
There are many souls who care
Warriors who use the strength God gave them
So aware
Of Realness and actuality
Of their phenomenal worth
Of their intrinsicality
And value on this earth

Of wonderment of the marvellous
That takes our breath away
That we do hold in high standing
And respect them more each day
The Pachyderms so noble
The venerated they
Command respect from so many
With their filial display

To photograph their being
Their environment their lives
To honour and respect them
Each soul that survives
Out there in the many plains
The jungles and the fields
Where dangers lurk in quantity
And evilness now builds

Where hunters and where trappers
And where poachers sadly tread
Heartless Scornful reprobates
Who want wild animals dead
To pose with and to take parts off of
As trophies a sickness they
So proud of taking photographs
Of their kills along the way.

Scant respect for life itself
They treat with such disdain
They have a kind of loftiness
a contemptuous refrain
Unworthy of a mention
Their puerility
Worthless and despicable
Their abusive constancy

The right to live
Where god has put thee
Is a right that we
Must prove with moral fibre
And true integrity
The artful an the crooked
The treachery we see
The egoists and narcissists
They really upset me

But Rob is out there fighting
For the Animals And he
In his own way is caring and sharing
Constantly
Responsible reliable honourable and he
Is Pure-minded and fair-dealing
And has made a friend of me

DEAR ROB WEAVER thank you for all you do