Hyena

The illusive one
Shy and cunning
Nocturnal creature of the night
Wary of a carcass left
In the hide
Hunters uptight
Nkt a sound
Our camouflage
Temperateness
Was our desire
It’s all about
The kill and onward
Transmission without any doubt
A museum will want to see it
Displayed in a case
And why
The hunter hides
The rifle ready
Self seeking arses holes
Somehow they deny

How sick and cruel
It is to lure
A hungry soul
In the dead of night
It’s hungry
Hunters high powered rife
Cracks and the bullet
A short flight
Hits the neck
And down it goes
A instant loss of life
One knows

Hunters are a weird vile group
Wicked as the night is long
A life of clear depravity
Everything they do is wrong
A Brown Hyena searching hoping
Got it’s come uppence
With one shot
The enormity of such a victim
Murdered and it fell on the spot

A photo shoot
Congratulations
All round as the beast lies dead
Gone to his maker
A Micky taker
And a bloody great wound
Beside his head.