Hunting on horseback with dogs
at their side
searching for wild Foxes
trying to hide
in a thorny old copse
somewhere
hoping they pass
a whole host of clattering rogues
each fat arse
swollen with roast beef
and Fino that strong
bouncing through hedgerows
where they don’t belong
breaking the law
caring nothing for those
wild souls stuck out there
hopeful to pose
not a big question mark not any more
why in these peaceful of times
they all want war
hunters love torture love seeing our blood
Vile rotten bastards
they just love to flood
our forests with horses
chasing away
looking to hunt down
their fox of the day
hounds really yodelling
snouts bloodied too
snatching at anything
lost in the dew
where are the coppers
breaking the law
back at the station
what are they there for
thank goodness the saboteurs
are out in force
saving our wildlife
yes at the source
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.