Hunter Acrostic
HUNTER
H efting rifles or their bows the warriors gather for their hunt--
U nder tents they find repose and plan their early morning jaunt.
N othing new—this stalking craft --where meat is taken for their clan,
T here have always been brave hands that find the food since time began,
E ver have they risked their lives tho' had some fun while they were out--
R adicals may snub their nose--- but hunger’s what it’s all about.
© Victoria Anderson-Throop 2013
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