On safari
In a far off land
A beauty there
You’ll never understand
You’re a sportsman
A hunter in the wild
Your sights on target
Pull the trigger with a smile
Now a Lioness
With fatherless cubs
But you’re satisfied
As the ground senses a thud
The trophy on your wall
A fierce Lion’s head
May it haunt you at night
As you lay in bed
A nightmare of giant paws
Slashing through your flesh
Vengeful teeth upon your throat
Guilt of your own request
And who hears your cries for help
As the hunter becomes the prey
Does God hear you when
For his mercy you pray
Is the wild kingdom
Now a better place
And does the loss of one Lion
Show upon your face
One question of you Walter Palmer
What I’d like to know
Is who gave you the right
To cause innocent blood to flow
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