THE  HUNT.

THE HUNT.

A Story by moonbeam40
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ANIMAL CRUELTY

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On his fine horse he sits astride

Dressed to kill, so full of pride

Whilst all the hounds mill around

waiting.

The Master of the hunt is he

Pompous and arrogant for all to see

Blowing his trumpet for all to go

Leading them all shouting Tally Ho

The hunt is on, thirsty, for the chase, and  kill,  

Those blood thirsty hunters, now at their rear,

Rabbits and Foxes ,dashing there, dashing here

dashing  everywhere, crazed with fear

Trying to hide from those killer hounds

Teeth a gnashing sniffing the ground,

In for the kill those hounds now go

Tossing their prey to and fro,

and towards this killing, those hunters ride

On their horses side by side

Laughing and jeering, their prey they deride,

Those foxes and rabbits now lay dead in the mud

The Master then smears,  one of the youngsters,

With the dead animals blood,

It does not stop there, they don't give a hoot

They will re-group for their pheasant shoot,

Paying stupid men to beat the ground

To create such a fearful sound,

Making all birds fly upwards in shock

In order for them to be shot,

You really are so heartless, so cold,

Clapping so loudly, thinking, your so very bold,

But remember this, you all will grow old

Your time then will come, when you pass over

Twill be your turn  then, to start running for cover,

For those innocent creatures you so despised

Will be waiting for you ,Twill be your time to hide,

You hounded them, without a second thought

Twill be you turn then, you Cowards,

To be hounded and caught.

No mercy or respite for you,

Be you Lord of the Manor,

Or just plain old farmer, you committed

Those unlawful animal killings,

No escape for you then,

It is your next KARMA.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2012 moonbeam40


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In the hunt. Men may victor. In the history of man. The strong control the weak. World is the same as 5,000 years ago. Sad we have not learn to be kinder. The hunted can be the hunter. And the hunter can become the hunted in this crazy world. Thank you for this thought provoking poem.
"For those innocent creatures you so despised
Will be waiting for you , now it's your time to hide
You hounded them without a secon thought
Twill be you turn then to be hounded and caught,"
Thank you for the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Sounds like you have witnessed this yourself. Not something I would want to see. There are a lot of hunters in my area of the world, my husband use to be one. Thank God he no longer takes part in that. Thank you, Moonbeam.

Posted 9 Years Ago


You tell em Moonbeam!
You gave this a great rythm, almost as if you were jumping the fences and in the chase, I would love to see this written from the perspective of the little fox being chased too! I bet you would pen it beautifully. Thanks.

Posted 9 Years Ago


In the hunt. Men may victor. In the history of man. The strong control the weak. World is the same as 5,000 years ago. Sad we have not learn to be kinder. The hunted can be the hunter. And the hunter can become the hunted in this crazy world. Thank you for this thought provoking poem.
"For those innocent creatures you so despised
Will be waiting for you , now it's your time to hide
You hounded them without a secon thought
Twill be you turn then to be hounded and caught,"
Thank you for the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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ESSEX, CLACTON, United Kingdom



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Western zodiac sign Gemini, Eastern Zodiac I am The Metal Dragon. Born June 7th 1940, was evacuated until 1947, when war ended 1945? Born in Hornchurch Essex although I am not in any records? Many st.. more..

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