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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required From hunting comes From hunting drums From hunting hums All bright stars Near and far In New York or Trafalgar Those stars in skyscrapers Those dazzling gold vapours The government shapers The controller of all papers All go on hunting And keep counting And measuring sometimes too In the treasury Keep your eyes open The lids may shut up Keep the cup wide You will see everywhere Ensnaring unaware The tiger killing the helpless deer Deer who love destiny Who worship deities Members of the laity Dependent on goddesses and gods In their odds Fall very easy prey To the hunters obsessional play Their God has no say In the decay By hunters in dust they lay Shrunk tottering mewing aching Finally breaking down Into the absolute immobility Thanks to the myriad kinds Of the guns of the hunters behind I perk up my ear In the civilized forest And hear the guns Nuns and monks are in readiness for nursing Churches mosques temples towering for services What a grace My every molecule encapsulated in attention Hears the sound of the gun And feels the consequent death The blue sky we love so much laughs nonetheless The ground underneath Is moistened in crimson red Black velvet First hunt the doe, a decoy Leopards and tigers follow in joy We are all pretty toy In the hands of the hunters We look on in wonder Of grandeur of the capital Take or surrender You may grunt Fruitlessly Willy Nilly You have to join the hunt ____________________________________________________________ 30/10/2016 Not for contest since the lines have exceeded the stipulated limit which I failed to notice when I first read the contest details.
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