Huntsmen & Women.

Huntsmen & Women.

A Poem by Onlyme

They were on horseback with their hounds.
All smartly suited in Red jackets, with white
riding breeches and black riding boots.

With a few civilian with sticks
to beat, the prey out
of the thickets in the fields
or in the woods.

Tooting their horn.
And galloping away in quite a mad rush.
Scurring bloodhounds splaying out
like a wild pack of animals
Lusting after a needed kill.

The poor little creature, your that one
they are after. Ripped to shreds and held aloft like a
trophy.
As well as blooding , a new member
of the hunt
with your blood from the kill.

How sad and cruel. Reality is.

A lot of these toffs are trying to
bring this cruel sport back.
Even though it has been "a ban, in England."
With illegal hunts.

© 2018 Onlyme


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Added on December 2, 2018
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Onlyme
Onlyme

United Kingdom



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A Poem by Onlyme