Whoever would fire a bullet?
I ask as I’m surely confused
Who on Earth would want to shatter
All that beauty that Nature has fused!
Who sits in a hide away from the light
Waiting for the deer to call
They don’t need the meat, that’s not the treat
It’s the head and the points on the wall!
Tribesmen in ‘less civilised’ countries
Might hunt down just such a deer
Then they pray for the soul of the slaughtered
For life-saving food from a beast they revere!
Not for them the revulsion of trophies
They only **** what they need
But in our ‘so civilised’ society
We can **** just for pleasure or greed.
There is something not right in society
Where solutions come from a gun
Weapons should be just for protection
They should never be used for such ‘fun’.
“Please do not be offended by my reference to a ‘less civilised’ society. I refer only to a lack of modernity and in actuality we are the far more crudely behaved frequently” Joe Wilson 2014
©Joe Wilson – The slaughtered… 2014
Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 7:56 AM UTC
Whoever would fire a bullet?
I ask as I’m surely confused
Who on Earth would want to shatter
All that beauty that Nature has fused!
Who sits in a hide away from the light
Waiting for the deer to call
They don’t need the meat, that’s not the treat
It’s the head and the points on the wall!
Tribesmen in ‘less civilised’ countries
Might hunt down just such a deer
Then they pray for the soul of the slaughtered
For life-saving food from a beast they revere!
Not for them the revulsion of trophies
They only **** what they need
But in our ‘so civilised’ society
We can **** just for pleasure or greed.
There is something not right in society
Where solutions come from a gun
Weapons should be just for protection
They should never be used for such ‘fun’.
“Please do not be offended by my reference to a ‘less civilised’ society. I refer only to a lack of modernity and in actuality we are the far more crudely behaved frequently” Joe Wilson 2014
©Joe Wilson – The slaughtered… 2014
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