Bounty
He’s a hunter
Says he’s in it for the money
Look at how he holds his rifle
A perfect picture ain’t it lovely
He’s a killer
But only if he needs to
Don’t resist your apprehension
It’s easier to just subdue you
He’s for hire
Doesn’t care what your belief is
His belief is moral agency’s
Philosophy that’s inauspicious
He’s amoral
Not hard to predict that he
Would be since when he was little
He watched while the cops killed his daddy
He’s a hunter
You’re the bounty
He’s the best there is though
So you can wear those chains proudly
June 5, 2020
Copyright © Andrew Jacob Jung | Year Posted 2020
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