Safari’s allowing our youth
\nto be snared
\nby the hunters
\nMy Goddess nobody’s spared
\nthe great gun fraternity
\npushing the
\nammo
\nand pushing the guns
\nsupplying the animals, supplying their sons
\nand daughters alas
\nI see this and cry
\ndeep in my heart just
\nwondering why<\/p>\n
children and youths want to
\neliminate souls
\nthis is no game
\nthis is death and their roles
\nas assassins is taking
\nthis whole hunting theme
\nout into what is
\na nightmarish dream<\/p>\n
will they go on to be trappers, and they
\nwill they then blow all our earthlings away
\nwhats in their parents hearts
\nwhat can it be
\ndeath is so final
\nfor those running free<\/p>\n
for women to follow
\ntheir fathers, to me
\nis dragging them into the abyss
\nwhere I see
\nchildren now posing
\nwhat a worthless place, we
\nteaching our children to kill
\nconstantly<\/p>\n
how sick and how sad
\na tragedy for
\nthe Natural World
\nand creation for sure<\/p>\n
Its easy to murder
\napparently so
\nfor me it would be
\nan impossible show
\nbut for them it appears
\nits the thing that you do
\nits the powerful and strong
\nthat don’t have a clue<\/p>\n
take pictures by all means
\nof animals who
\nare alive in the forest
\nthat’s what to do
\nkilling them
\nthen taking pictures to me
\nis the lowest of the low
\nand is sick tragically<\/p>\n
who gives you the right to take
\nanother’s life
\nthey have a family
\nwhy create strife
\nfor them, its so selfish
\nand what for, for fun
\nsleep on it children
\nsee what you have done<\/p>\n
hear the sad cries of the children
\nwho may
\nperish now mum or dad’s
\nblown away
\nthis is what’s happening
\nthis is the cost
\nto the natural world
\nwhen another soul’s lost
\nhunting is causing
\ndistress all around
\nits not just one dead soul
\nleft on the ground<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Safari’s allowing our youth to be snared by the hunters My Goddess nobody’s spared the great gun fraternity pushing the ammo and pushing the guns supplying the animals, supplying their sons and daughters alas I see this and cry deep … Continue reading