hunters bullet.A Poem by LVW
An innocent life filled with grace
by a hunters bullet was it grazed with purpose did it fall but laid dying not at all but a sport for human folly as its carcass go's on the trolly joy was hear trough the woods nothing now but damaged goods did it dream we don't know was it good how shall we show is there reason to the madness does it fill you with sadness the life of the forest lost for good as the hunter laughingly stood what do you think about this is there something to miss what life has value what is your world view?
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