Selling the concept
\nMaking it pay
\nIrreverence fills up
\nThe hours in the day
\nSelling the man thing
\nThe gristle the grunt
\nThe meanness the wanting
\nTo be in the hunt<\/p>\n
For a trophy to take home
\nFor the puff and the hype
\nIts real criminality
\nFor me a type
\nOf rogue hiding out
\nWaiting to shoot
\nTo ambush a wild soul
\nTo put in the boot<\/p>\n
Its about the vanquished
\nCut down in their prime
\nIts not conservation
\nNo justice this time
\nPredation in Nature
\nTakes out the sick
\nThe injured the weak
\nNature’s no dick<\/p>\n
Thats the great white hunter
\nTrophy and all
\nCanned hunting specialist
\nReally the fool
\nCajoled by the professional
\nFull of over praise
\nIts a business for gods sake
\nThis real life malaise<\/p>\n
Assassination of the wild creed
\nWhere creation put them
\nAnd hoped they succeed
\nPrey and predation
\nThe great Mother rules
\nAnd the weak and destracted
\nThen capture the fools<\/p>\n
Men witH the money
\nThat sit on their arse
\nDrive their big cars
\nThey get a pass
\nPerhaps they have shot guns
\nTo shoot at the crows
\nOr the rats in the barn
\nWho just kind of pose<\/p>\n
A problem, but otherwise
\nThats all they are
\nAnd the hunting video’s
\nCan make them a star
\nMarching songs drama
\nThe wild beasts that roar
\nMosquito nets, tents
\nLoads of blood and gore<\/p>\n
And what do they do too
\nDress up the dead
\nIn hats and sunglasses
\nA buffalo sped
\nPast a group of hunters
\nMassively built
\nHead down and firing on cylinders
\nBlood spilt
\nAs the bullet engages
\nSome Froth and a yell
\nAnd now its a corpse
\nThat has just found its HELL<\/p>\n
The lack of respect
\nAnd integrity
\nIts so bloody shameful
\nWhat good sense can see
\nVillainness its improbity
\nIts shabby abjectness
\nAnd dishonesty<\/p>\n
Feeding the locals
\nAnother lie
\nIts swinging the lead
\nIts invalid and high
\nTime it was stopped
\nHabitats lost for good
\nLost for bad if you ask me
\nAnd everyone should<\/p>\n
Its lacking the gratefulness
\nThe grace to say
\nHow the African wild life
\nAre gifts and each day
\nShould receive blessings
\nNot bullets for they
\nAre African born and bred
\nWhere they should stay<\/p>\n
Photographed certainly
\nBut hunted and killed
\nFor trophies for bones
\nFor the blood that is spilled
\nFor the whole petting farm process
\nCrooked as hell
\nFarming wild LIONs
\nBecause they do sell<\/p>\n
To the city slickers
\nA week in the sun
\nA nice big fat trophy
\nAnd firing a gun
\nSwaggering pompously
\nShow offs and more
\nWho are they fooling?
\nThemselves I am sure<\/p>\n
They see nothing remarkable
\nNot any more
\nNo admiration
\nAs to true awe
\nThey dont have those feelings
\nBuilt around respect
\nIt has to be shocking
\nBefore they elect<\/p>\n
To participate further
\nWhere arrogance reigns
\nConceited as hell
\nThey go to great pains
\nGods gift to women
\nSmart alec’s they
\nDoll themselves up
\nAt the end of the day<\/p>\n
Shallow but heartless
\nIgnorant too
\nCaring and sharing
\nIs not what they do
\nFeeble and flimsy
\nSoppy and weak
\nWhen push comes to shove
\nNot much do they seek<\/p>\n
Lack of understanding
\nOf the nature of things
\nOf wildness and habitats
\nAnd all of which brings
\nThe wild into focus
\nPrey and predation
\nThe whole equilibrium
\nAnd rich salvation<\/p>\n
Despite validation
\nAll over the place
\nBLue Planet
\nThe internet
\nWe all can chase
\nMoonbeams and butterflies
\nBut what we should
\nDo is respect life
\nThat would be good<\/p>\n
Stop killing animals
\nStop the abuse
\nStop imposing conditions
\nThere is no excuse
\nStop eating their dead bodies
\nStop wearing their fur
\nStop circus and rodeo
\nWe must not err<\/p>\n
Anymore, we must love them care fOr them
\nWe
\nClose down the zoos give them sanctuary
\nAllocate habitats
\nFreedom is theres
\nShare Mother Earth
\nAnd continue our prayers
\nFor more true affection
\nRespect everyone
\nAnd learn from each other
\nWhen the day is done<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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