CAMELOT FANTASIES

Shattered to my core
That single video
A pretentious white older man
With a long range eye piece
Attached to his high powered rifle
Set his sights on a powerful lion.
This magnificent glorious animal
Was in deep sleep

This cowardly trophy hunter and guide
Crept at a very far distance
Aimed and shot the lion
Who in his deep slumber
Awoke wailing, crying in pain
Writhing in the ground
This despicable spineless hunter shot him again

Being patted on the back by the guide
This wealthy hateful hunter
Grinned his toothy surprised grin
After his kill shot
Actually stood taller
Proud of his egregiously horrid act

Tried as he might
To appear like a confident man

My heart cried for the lion
Horribly murdered in sweet restful respite

A part of me understands the lessons of this world

It takes a lot for me to say this
Even stronger to state the word “ hate”

I hate this hunter. All hunters.
Trophy hunters who grin with pride
For killing an animal in their sleep

My heart still cries for all who are abused
Or murdered.

All living beings.

A part of me has such horrid ideas regarding hunters
Hate. Yes. Hate them.

Love is my word.
Loving and not judging

I’m aware I’m in full onslaught of hate.
And judgement.

Just wish I was magical to prevent such cruelty

Alas I’m at an impasse

~ Divine