The philosophy of existence
\nWhere Every species has its place
\nEnduring and perpetual
\nSurviving in the face
\nOf genuine creation
\nAttested and fulfilled
\nEssental and purposeful
\nIn essence all instilled<\/p>\n
With feelings and with spirit
\nWith a tendency to be
\nAt home where Nature put them
\nQualifying truthfully
\nRespect shows a connectedness
\nA mutual sense of being
\nDependent on the surroundings
\nAppertaining to them seeing<\/p>\n
Each thus has its share of paradise
\nAnd really in its way
\nCreates a true environment
\nA tangible display
\nA place of real identity
\nA genuine gameful soul
\nWith its ancestral knowledge
\nAnd Its pre-determined role<\/p>\n
Animals are a species
\nLiving alongside
\nThe human beings who avidly
\nWander far and wide
\nClearly an ever increasing army
\nOf homo sapiens who
\nExpand their want and purpose
\nWhich apparently they do<\/p>\n
The forests are being torn down
\nThe wilderness on fire
\nMining the earth for minerals
\nAnd energy its dire
\nThere is little separation
\nAnd expulsion seems to be
\nThe order of the unattached
\nThe intolerant who see<\/p>\n
The wilds as land to build upon
\nTo generate more wealth
\nMoving animals constantly
\nAnd for many its done with stealth
\nHunting poaching trapping
\nA constant drain on life
\nStealing creative energy
\nAnd causing terrible strife<\/p>\n
The arrogance is manifest
\nIt can’t be reconciled
\nThe total hunting picture
\nPlays ruin to the wild
\nAuthorities are licensing
\nAnd hunters do their thing
\nTo kill and kill and kill and kill
\nIts endless and it does bring<\/p>\n
So much real uncertainty
\nInto the wild’s whole sphere
\nPrey animals are increasing
\nWhilst the predators all fear
\nEnvironments are changing
\nThe selfishness of man
\nWhose arrogance and ignorance
\nRequires and all out ban<\/p>\n
But instead of that
\nThe NFA and the ammunition boys
\nAre ramping up the hunting trade
\nIts one of their great ploys
\nBringing on the women and the children
\nTo the scene
\nAnd maiming and killing more of us
\nThe numbers are obscene<\/p>\n
The farm trade has exploded
\nThe cruelty happening there
\nThe torture and the slaughtering
\nCreates its own despair
\nEvery kind of animal is
\nBeing crucified
\nAnd the numbers are growing everyday
\nThough the trade may have denied<\/p>\n
This and so when hunters
\nKick the bucket those who try
\nTo safeguard the wild animals
\nAnd each day wonder why
\nPeople can be so malevolent
\nSo horrible so sick
\nCan high five through the drama
\nDespite the arithmatic<\/p>\n
The pitiless ingratitude
\nSuch mercillessness we see
\nElephants and Lions and Tigers
\nAnd Wolves and Bears who be
\nShot and killed for trophies
\nFor canned hunts near and far
\nThe spitefulness and viciousness
\nHow we maim and scar<\/p>\n
These miracles of nature
\nResentment it does build
\nThe gloating and the callousness
\nThe ferocity of yield
\nDestruction of whole families
\nPay a disservice to
\nLife and its true meaning
\nYes we denounce what some do<\/p>\n
And when they become victims
\nWhen their blood is spilled
\nActivists are satisfied
\nSuch abuse has been fulfilled
\nThe vile irascibility the chain of sullenness
\nBroken perhaps the frowning few
\nWill realise the stress
\nThey cause to all the victims
\nWho the activists do bless<\/p>\n
The acrimony is growing
\nIts smoulderingly hot
\nThe pompous animosity
\nSo offensive to a lot
\nOf activists who shoulder
\nThe evil and the pain
\nThere is no love left in this world
\nJust more and more disdain<\/p>\n
So someone gets their arse kicked
\nCrushed by the victims lust
\nTo kill the bloody hunter
\nWhose way of life is unjust
\nWho attracts more and more killers
\nWho are bored with standing still
\nAnd who pay the great white hunters
\nA lot so they can spill<\/p>\n
The blood of life eternal
\nWe activists we do
\nGive thanks to Gaia for all she has done
\nFor the animals now who
\nFight back and maim and injure
\nThe cowardly ones who come
\nBringing their hostility
\nAnd realising some<\/p>\n
Hunters have to lose theie lives
\nAnd not before due time
\nThere is no love lost for hunters
\nFor me they are born of slime
\nThe boasting and the swagger
\nOf these trigger happy trolls
\nWho intimidate and threaten us
\nAnd kill our precious souls<\/p>\n
Their bluster and their vapour
\nGreat self publicists they be
\nFeathering their own sweet hordes
\nOf pure adversity
\nCriminals who threaten
\nThe animals we need
\nJust to pull a trigger
\nAnd watch them as they bleed<\/p>\n
Their defiance and their attitude
\nTheir domineering stance
\nTheir brashness and their cockiness
\nTheir audacity to chance
\nSupercillious rascals
\nThey need to be taken down
\nAnd when it happens the need is there
\nTo take them all to town<\/p>\n
Its not a celebration
\nBut it is a special day
\nWhen a trigger happy moron
\nKnows what its like to lay
\nCrushed and broken lost and pained
\nSharing the agony
\nOf all the victims that through the years
\nHe created constantly<\/p>\n
Cut down just for living
\nWhere nature placed them, they
\nAlways lived sustainably
\nThroughout their every day
\nThey killed to eat
\nThey didnt kill for sport
\nOr for the great thrill
\nAnd now a hunter meets his maker
\nAnd feels that inglorious chill<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The philosophy of existence Where Every species has its place Enduring and perpetual Surviving in the face Of genuine creation Attested and fulfilled Essental and purposeful In essence all instilled With feelings and with spirit With a tendency to be … Continue reading