A great big orange sky
\nA golden sun just starts to fall
\nOx peckers giving rise to flight
\nHunting comes the call
\nA watering hole
\nAnd loads of tracks
\nA half an hour or more
\nIt could be fifty yards away
\nNobody is sure<\/p>\n
Locked and loaded
\nTension high
\nThe sense of obligation, sigh
\nWind up front
\nAnd we can see
\nA buffalo just through the tree<\/p>\n
A dugger boy
\nA huge great boss
\nThese brave hunters
\nWho gives a toss
\nOne shot two shots
\nThree shots
\nThey
\nFour shots
\nFive shots
\nA spiteful way<\/p>\n
Up ahead
\nWhat do we see
\nA brave old soul
\nGone seems to me
\nBattle scarred
\nA head of steel
\nA veteran
\nWhose very real<\/p>\n
Dead to the world
\nThats what they do
\nHigh powered rifles
\nSailing through
\nFive big hits
\nAnd down he goes
\nA massive beast
\nI do suppose<\/p>\n
This is hunting
\nValour here
\nThey never stood a chance
\nThe fear
\nThey shout
\nabout
\nWas never there
\nThat buffalo
\nFelt the despair<\/p>\n
In truth it\u2019s all mendacity.
\nfabrication I can see
\nA selfish act
\nA violent death
\nThe buffalo gave
\n up his breath<\/p>\n
Iron willed and wayward
\nFelt the pain
\nAnd he will never walk again
\nJust a trophy on a wall
\nHis life though valued
\nBy us all.<\/p>\n
Hunters sicken me<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
A great big orange sky A golden sun just starts to fall Ox peckers giving rise to flight Hunting comes the call A watering hole And loads of tracks A half an hour or more It could be fifty yards … Continue reading