Post by lovesanimals on Sept 16, 2005 1:46:10 GMT
A hunter `s last day...." February 01, 2005 2:16 PM
The hunter was dying...
or so he thought...
his bony hands ...
could hold his guns no more...
he could no longer shoot...
his chest was heavy indeed...
his heart had slowed down,
and for the first time he saw,
his victims of years,
facing him in pain,
the animals he had killed,
again and again...
the ones he had sold,
the ones he had trapped,
the ones forever lost...
the ones he could have saved
the ones he could have helped...
The hunter was dying
and then and there he saw,
circles of animals,
with extended paws,
tigers in circusses,
panthers in zoos...
cages full of animals...
laboratories' s cells,
full to the brim...
The hunter begged Death to take him
for he could bear no more...
But she took her time,
for she found in him no soul....
One day in his youth,
he had fallen in love.....
with pain,greed and gold,
and his soul had died screaming,
circled by broken paws.....Elizabeth Aldam.
The hunter was dying...
or so he thought...
his bony hands ...
could hold his guns no more...
he could no longer shoot...
his chest was heavy indeed...
his heart had slowed down,
and for the first time he saw,
his victims of years,
facing him in pain,
the animals he had killed,
again and again...
the ones he had sold,
the ones he had trapped,
the ones forever lost...
the ones he could have saved
the ones he could have helped...
The hunter was dying
and then and there he saw,
circles of animals,
with extended paws,
tigers in circusses,
panthers in zoos...
cages full of animals...
laboratories' s cells,
full to the brim...
The hunter begged Death to take him
for he could bear no more...
But she took her time,
for she found in him no soul....
One day in his youth,
he had fallen in love.....
with pain,greed and gold,
and his soul had died screaming,
circled by broken paws.....Elizabeth Aldam.