taylor hakala

Hunter's Creed - Poem by taylor hakala

Ready, set, go.
It always the same
Shooting birds, so.
Tiger's get maimed
Lizards get captured
Snakes get caught
Moles get lured
And whales sought.
Ivory tusks in a hall
Saw fish hanging high
Blow fish blown a ball
And crabs sigh
Knives are sharpened
The hunter saw narrowly
And sparrow in the bin.
Squawking and bleeding death fully
Though shooting it sin.
I feel sorry when I look around
And see all these animals,
All attempt to flee, now no sound
I remember my bow bends, bulls
And a arrow cocked and a beautiful beast bound
Lost his soul and waved goodbye as he fell
İnto the darkness of hell.
For year it seemed I sat there
Hating what i have done
Its children run and hug it with care
I sit there, beamed by the sun
İt was not fast, speed
İt's feet turned hard
I hate myself with creed
My dog sits, a saint Bernard
His eyes rolled downward
His head seemed lifeless.
With one last growl, absurd
He met with death's kiss

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 26, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 27, 2011

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