The Madness Of Poachers

A poacher comes
And gets what
He came for
In the dead
Of night
Even in
The light of day
Not caring
About the
They don't even
Believe in

Then to our
Yes comes the day
We have all
Been dreading
Another species
Poached to death
And never
To be seen again
You would think

At least then

They would care
Hell there goes
Their meal ticket
But no
Those heartless souls
Just move on
To another one

Until they
Kill off
That one too
And move on
To another target

Once again
Any one else
Sick of this shit yet
Because I sure I am

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