2 Lions

2 more Lions  are  dead

both lost to snares

contrived interceptions

the effect of them scares

the living daylights

out of me most of the time

which results in a way

that I now have to climb

back on my feet

and, wonder how

I can watch lectures on snares

 in the now

a contraption of sorts

which is severe

set up and camouflaged

to induce fear

wild feral souls

dont expect there to be

a mechanical trap

designed crucially

to exact such an injury

causing blood loss

with the passing of time

shows them  whose boss

lets crawl into the mind

of the person who lays

this vile dark snare

hopeful that some soul

pays

with his leg chewed off

some do

or his head trapped

where we

realize rapidly

no one should be

2 Lions are dead

2 precious souls

because some bloody troll

climbed out of those holes

he was forced to live in

in the mud and the slime

like a rotten amoeba

whose flying through time

an intricate winding

of cables and spikes

of tension not to mention

who here still likes

the trapper the snarer

who coaxes a beast

to walk into his snare

and on something to

feast

2 Lions are dead

both took the leap

into the unknown

to perpetual sleep

they are dead

2 more Lions

who could have lived on

but due to this evil

are bloody well gone

we don’t need this kind

of hunting abroad

its not what most of us

can ever afford

a transference of power

a transposition lets say

where 2 lions lay dead

at the end of the day

if it was mean’t

then the hunters were sick

probably no balls

and not much of a dick

a deviant dirt bag

off centred and vile

with a backward direction

that’s bitter with bile

2 Lions lay dead

lost, for evermore

they may have been friends

we are not really sure

death they now share

perhaps a release

from the habitat loss

which  has got to cease

physical pain

we hope that was small

as for the emotions

to scrawl on the wall

and say you are happy

is not taking stock

Lions are now dying

more prides   take a knock

silence is golden

so someone once said

not when these young lions

were found to be dead

a dungeon of darkness

a dismal display

all dotted with moonless

conclusion today

death of the congenial host