He killed the baby bear for fun
a mother lost her first born
rotten incredulity
a conscience overrun
with evil a dissenter
an agnostic through and through
a blighter of the lowest kind
doing what’s he does do
killing babies in the wild
sloppy thinking
every child like beast he kills
a jaundiced git
a violent stroke
a candle lit
To mourn a youngster
just cut down
irrational
a disturbing clown
camouflage and high powered gun
misleads himself
talking of fun
lacking insight
lacking care
No thought of the mother there
pass over dismiss
and cause such pain
and all that he did ever gain
was fun
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.