How does it feel, man child
To bring the beasts of the earth down
To watch them fall to their knees
As if begging you to spare their life.
Do you feel powerful, holding a weapon
So deadly that it pierces muscle…
Made for running from predators,
Jaws with a 5,000 pound bite force,
And trunks strong enough to lift trees from their roots.
Do you know that they were once mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters
That they once hunted, fought, loved, and walked the ground with footsteps so heavy
It shook the earth upon which you now stand, aiming your gun.
As these beautiful creatures gave to you their last breath,
Did you notice the color of their eyes,
The curve of the water buffalo’s horns,
Did you count the spots on the civet’s fur coat,
Did you appreciate the width of the elephant’s ears…
Or did you simply cut off it’s tail
And pose for a picture.