Whoever you are
\nYou sit there
\nThe two of you feeling supreme
\nBefore you a soul of magnificence
\nLost to a world That cant dream
\nFrom an ancestral gifting
\nHis wildness designed
\nHis personal honour all saw
\nBut you wanted a trophy
\nTo show all your mates
\nThe camouflage king in the raw<\/p>\n
Shabby abjectness a total betrayal
\nThe arena of lust which is where
\nThat look on your faces
\njust gives me the creeps
\nSo unimaginative, I Despair
\nYou clearly resented his freedom
\nTo roam
\nHis comradely life I can see
\nA rebellious contemmptuous
\nIgnorant couple
\nWho need a good hiding
\nTo be<\/p>\n
Awake to the solemn observance
\nOf cutting this soul in his prime
\nThe finality of his murder
\nThe triumph that heralded time
\nThe presumption that you had
\nThe chutzpah
\nTo take out a bush angel who
\nNever did you or your family harm
\nAnd there was no reason to do<\/p>\n
What you sit gloating and happy about
\nOn social media too
\nYour faces are marked
\nIn the annals of time
\nYour churlishness it just shines through
\nYou really are both misanthropic
\nAnd you take out your wrath on a soul
\nYou had no thought for his family
\nOnly his death met your goal<\/p>\n
A murderer of wild kangaroo’s
\nWill get his come uppence sooner rather than later<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Whoever you are You sit there The two of you feeling supreme Before you a soul of magnificence Lost to a world That cant dream From an ancestral gifting His wildness designed His personal honour all saw But you wanted … Continue reading