A man from New South Wales
\nHe is from Australia
\nThe shooters and fishers Party
\nIn which he
\nRepresents those hunters
\nAnd those fishermen
\nWho travel around the world
\nAnd sail the sea<\/p>\n
His sport or pastime
\nWhen he isn’t serving
\nIs hunting, big game hunting
\nFar away
\nRecently he spent some time in Africa
\nAnd famously killed an Elephant
\nThat day<\/p>\n
He became a hero in Zimbabwe
\nHe helped the subsistence farmers
\nTo survive
\nAs man spreads out and reduces
\nThe wild souls habitat
\nConflicts do develop
\nAs Both sides strive<\/p>\n
To work the area and to all be able
\nTo live and eat and do it as before
\nBefore man came to farm in the wild country
\nAnd push the wild folk back
\nOr just ignore<\/p>\n
This is man unkind who develops reasons
\nTo exchange the wild for villagers where they
\nCan push and really keep pushing the boundaries
\nUntil there is no place left
\nWhich is the way<\/p>\n
The Elephants feel no doubt they do
\nFor creation put them there
\nAnd our great mother has integrity
\nAnd is so aware<\/p>\n
Of the space and the environment
\nBut our agenda does
\nFly in the face of creation
\nFor man creates his buzz<\/p>\n
On age old paths he plonks his farms
\nAnd expects the wild souls to
\nRespect his lousy judgement
\nAnd not try to walk through
\nInstinctive energy over many aeons
\nTells us they
\nCant just change over night
\nWhatever people say
\nHabitat loss is killing
\nNot just Elephants but all
\nThe Creatures put on planet earth
\nAnd the lord god made them all<\/p>\n
No!I am not a christian
\nBut I remember the hymns At school
\nAll things wise and wonderful
\nThe lord god made them all
\nMan though has forgotten
\nHis old philosophy
\nif you like
\nThat instinctive stuff
\nIts old hat and it be<\/p>\n
Consigned to dusty tomes somewhere
\nThe new idea is to
\nGo into the forests
\nAnd destroy them and that we do
\nMillions of souls then perish
\nFrom ant to lizard size
\nAnd elephants and big cats
\nAnd we realise<\/p>\n
When its too late we’ve killed our goose
\nThat laid the golden eggs
\nWe have ate the eggs we have ate the goose
\nAnd now on our last legs
\nWe start killing even bigger souls
\nDestroying habitat
\nBuilding houses losing top soils
\nWhat do you think of that<\/p>\n
Well thats what humans need in life
\nA forest dwelling site
\nA vista in the mountains
\nOr by the ocean bright
\nAnd the animals are superfluous
\nThey have to go away
\nOr we need the great white hunters
\nTo come to us and say<\/p>\n
We are your new saviours
\nWe hunt those beasts and kill
\nAnd you can transgress further
\nAnd their blood we can spill
\nAnd you can eat their precious flesh
\nAnd wear their fashionable skin
\nAnd we psychopaths can strut our stuff
\nCommitting every sin<\/p>\n
Supported by the gun lobbies
\nThe canned farmers who make
\nMillions breeding lions and tigers
\nFor their bones to make the cake
\nTo keep the traditional Chinese quacks
\nEarning ren min bi
\nAnd the rhino’s can be hacked to death
\nFor all eternity<\/p>\n
And many come to muster
\nOne Robert Borsak who
\nsteps up to the plate
\nTo do what he must do
\nHelp the struggling farmers
\nAnd kill those rogues who try
\nAnd trample on the sorghum or the bananas
\nThey must die!<\/p>\n
They are big of course
\nThey are heavy
\nAnd they walk on Gods earth
\nThey have their internal maps
\nAnd for them that is their worth
\nBut of course we have changed the goal posts
\nWe have transgressed and now we
\nOwn the bloody forest and every sodding tree
\nEvery field and everywhere
\nIts us now who decides
\nWho walks there and who eats there
\nAnd basically who rides<\/p>\n
Our motor cars storm through the land
\nCivilization rocks
\nVillages they just spring up
\nAncient paths and shocks
\nComing for the wild souls
\nFor they must go away
\nAnywhere but where they live and were put
\nOn their creation day<\/p>\n
And the hunter men and women
\nAlmost everywhere
\nStepped out of the forest
\nTo cast away despair
\nFired up with emotion
\nFor the great work that they do
\nCreating the new foundation
\nAnd making it happen too<\/p>\n
Shooting the precious Elephants
\nIn tune with the CITES teams
\nFilling the guts of the farmers
\nCreating exciting dreams
\nIncreasing their own adrenaline
\nAnd their trophies on their walls
\nAnd as for the animals rights brigade
\nThey are a bunch of fools<\/p>\n
Protesting about the animals
\nThey are not even sentient souls
\nIf they all die out so bloody what
\nAll the midnight strolls
\nAre safe no one will be eaten
\nThe land is safe and we
\nCan all enjoy the fruits of the labour
\nWhere ever, we be<\/p>\n
So these bands of super heroes
\nWith money in their purse
\nCan support the canned hunt farmers
\nThere is much much worse
\nThey can kill all these rogue elephants
\nThe lions and tigers too
\nThe rhino’s and the tall giraffes
\nI know but it is true<\/p>\n
Anything thats living
\nThat isn’t known as man
\nCan be lost and consigned to picture books
\nThat may be the plan
\nFor me I am an activist
\nWho senses what they do
\nIn my life time so many souls
\nHave perished we just threw
\nMany many many lives just tossed them away
\nWe ate their flesh we wore their skins
\nWe made all of them pay<\/p>\n
And there isn’t any let up
\nNo not any more the super hero’s
\nAre out there, killing yes for sure
\nGaining all their permits
\nThrough corruption maybe so
\nBut going on their killing sprees
\nAll part of the show<\/p>\n
I do not attack hunters i mean hunters per se
\nBut I believe that they are delusional
\nAnd arrogant
\nAnd shot away
\nIgnorant of the environment
\nAnd of the biosphere
\nThey should talk to the indigenous
\nAnd then it would be clear<\/p>\n
This earth this precious planet
\nWas created for us all
\nEvery insect every tree
\nEvery soul can call
\nOn our great shared mother
\nTo answer for the crime
\nOf human intervention
\nThe purpose of my rhyme<\/p>\n
Yes I stand against you
\nFor there is no justification
\nFor killing any animal
\nCreating an occupation
\nThat raises those wild animals in farms so they can be
\nHumanised and then shot down in cold blood
\nI can see
\nThe corruption and the evil
\nAs it spreads across the land
\nI am no fan of what you do
\nWhich I hope you understand<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
A man from New South Wales He is from Australia The shooters and fishers Party In which he Represents those hunters And those fishermen Who travel around the world And sail the sea His sport or pastime When he isn’t … Continue reading