<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=359927" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Hunter (Narrative Poetry)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">His time and wealth all there<br>For him, possessed just to enjoy<br>But hunting was a pleasure where<br>His shooting skills he could employ.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Flew his plane to the island<br>At will, he shot the fleeing birds<br>The gun obeyed his able hand<br>Only the sound of death was heard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One shot took down the creature<br>Its partner gave a chilling cry, <br>As though its heart the bullet tore<br>Seeing its Love, fall there to die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Around, around, it wailed in anguish<br>A bird lamenting the one it lost<br>It would not leave the love it cherished<br>Unmindful of what it would cost.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The man was dazed, he felt its pain, <br>It tormented his ears with grief.<br>Shot it down where its love had lain<br>Sealed the union, though it was brief.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That day he left, and never came back.<br>Vowed never more to kill for pleasure<br>The bird had shown what he really lacked, <br>Real peace and concern for Nature.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Cynthia Buhain Baello<br>11.10.12</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Cynthia+Buhain-Baello">Cynthia Buhain-Baello</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=359927" data-title="The Hunter (Narrative Poetry) de Cynthia Buhain-Baello" data-description="His time and wealth all there For him, possessed just to enjoy But hunting was a pleasure where His shooting skills he could employ. Flew his plane to the island At will, he shot the fleeing birds The gun obeyed his able hand Only the sound of de..."></div> </div> </div>

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