hunters bullet.

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?