August 30: Throw down your guns ...

I’m reading a story about heartless thrill killing

What excites these poor people, I find horribly chilling

They fly off to a country, hire a gun and a jeep

And then just for fun kill the wildlife they seek

Maybe it’s me, but I cannot see a reason

For killing wild game, whatever the season

I have a proposal, if you think you're so brave

Try it unarmed, if it’s the challenge you crave

Take on a tiger, with just your wits and your mind

Face to face with a rhino, how tough’s your behind

Unarmed try a zebra, you’ll get a kick out of that

If you’re wanting some horns, to stick on your hat

I think you’re a coward as you crouch with your gun

A mile from your quarry, so you can outrun

The innocent beast as it grazes alone

You're such a great hunter, get a pic on your phone

So you sip on your drink, and you all share a toast

As you discuss your day out, and you brag and you boast

Of how clever you are, as you reflect on your skills

I just pity you all as you tally your kills