Hunting Poems: 1/4
 
Nature, Hunting

Hunters of Autumn

© Kristopher Ivie

Hunters have been given a bad reputation because of a few bad seeds. Responsible hunters care for the environment and believe in conservation. Man has pushed predators like wolves and mountain lions to the edge of extinction. What would happen if there were no hunters left to maintain the balance

Serenity interrupted
A brief shock wave passing through
Nature seems to hardly notice
Death is universal

Peaceful autumn under the trees
A beautiful world surrounds
A gentle melody persists
Sounds of nature flowing

The season changing, wind grows cold
The consequences deadly
Life flowing back into the Earth
The slow decay begins

Mounting pressure for survival
Bless predator and rifle
No tragedy in sacrifice
As nature brings new life

The eyes of death watch over all
Hidden in field and forest
The reapers whom we call hunters
Bringing in their harvest

Loved by nature, despised by some
Whether man or beast be named
By claw and fang or by the gun
May all the world be saved

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