The forest was lush with its greenery
Such fragrance and healing power
Trees bending over in welcome
Admiring the shrubs' perfect flower.
The animals running so freely
Unaware of the danger of man
Frolicking happy and carefree
Resting whenever they can.
Then, with no warning, silence is shattered
By a loud, ringing blast of a gun
A young deer falls, its blood flowing crimson
A hunter sends his dog forth on the run.
The dog finds his mark, its so easy
And stands watch til his master arrives
He is praised for his part in this murder
No concern for these innocent lives.
The young deer lies in wait of his peril
No escape, blessed death comes at last
The hunter has captured his trophy
With a single, but cruel blast... |