When the bitches with bows come forth<\/p>\n
to storm the cats of old<\/p>\n
the feral souls whose wildness<\/p>\n
in the outback so I’m told<\/p>\n
our great Mother steeped in nature<\/p>\n
who controls the great divide<\/p>\n
and casts light on the vanquished<\/p>\n
who are caught up in the stride<\/p>\n
a bitch who runs the gauntlet with her<\/p>\n
bow succeeds and we<\/p>\n
see her clad in camouflage<\/p>\n
all smiles regrettably<\/p>\n
holding up the dead soul<\/p>\n
who she’s killed its seems<\/p>\n
to be ahead at this moment<\/p>\n
but has broke into those dreams<\/p>\n
of karma<\/p>\n
for the feral one’s are beaten<\/p>\n
but they will<\/p>\n
come back in spirit to proclaim<\/p>\n
some reward for the kill<\/p>\n
the shrill notes of the tearful one’s<\/p>\n
bear down on those who thought<\/p>\n
their pleasure was the killing fields<\/p>\n
but in fact, they have brought<\/p>\n
their own darkness much closer<\/p>\n
for karma waits to see<\/p>\n
what happens in the forest<\/p>\n
and rewards those<\/p>\n
instantly<\/p>\n
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When the bitches with bows come forth to storm the cats of old the feral souls whose wildness in the outback so I’m told our great Mother steeped in nature who controls the great divide and casts light on the … Continue reading