Tally-H0!

It is that modicum of
power that is heady,
as ever ready
with a horse between their knees,
they preen like emperors of Rome,
yet without even the benefit
of a ‘thumbs down’
their victims will live or die
as they please…
perhaps, therein,
compensation is found
for all their hidden
inadequacies…

for destroying wild life
in the name of sport
was ever the domain
of the wealthy and idle
they rape the land
and watch as
the defenceless die
and in this world
of custom and practice,
there is a lack of ability
to say no… or ask,
in the name
of all that is humane...

‘why?’

and as they raise their glasses
to their skill with their quarry
they will never feel guilt
and never say sorry
but everything that goes around
on the Karmic wheel,
comes around...
and they should contemplate
a truth that may mar
their blood-stained joy
these creatures are not
and never were
theirs to destroy