Bang up close

Posted on June 20, 2025 by Rex Tyler

The woods were ours
Born and raised
Ambling, not really phased
And then the stench
Of human trash
A bow and arrow
And no time to dash
Hunting, murdering, violent man
I was never to be a fan
Of their utter cowardice.

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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