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Through the mists, they swim south. Same as a badger's swim wood in the mouth. Natural bearing and timing in untamed life. Wolves in a hurry are in their strife. They wreak ruin by laying up the principles. I wonder whether the birds grasp the fools. I wonder whether the birds understand why. Blending ducks, geese, and pigeons apply. Panic swelled when they heard gunfire. This is accomplished for delight or dire. How well do they regard the process? Moose, elk, and other gigantic broadness. If all these hunts are allowed to meander. He has no qualms over a horrific murder. Do they, similar to the sphinx, need man wiped out? I never realized nature left signs or had content. She abhorred demise for the fine of her sake. This shameless abuse of the human wake. Bestow the existence of the species up to the end. The actual expense of mischief is as yet unfurled. This stunt is a shame to humankind. Lands have stopped delivering food grind. Since trees are infected from the root. The biological basis has become moot.
Written: September 20, 2021 ''N'' Poems, New or Old Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France

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Date: 9/22/2021 1:58:00 AM
We have done little to protect our natural habitat. Now we are paying the price...Delice
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Date: 9/21/2021 12:25:00 PM
A hymn to the protection of nature and life, dearest Lasaad! Your messages should be heard by all for our good and the good of our planet! Congratulations!
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Date: 9/21/2021 10:33:00 AM
Great write, Lasaad!
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Date: 9/21/2021 8:48:00 AM
Well written Lasaad. Thank you for sharing :)
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Date: 9/21/2021 7:16:00 AM
Hunting for sport surely cannot be sport, i call it slaughter. Your poetry here, Lasaad, hi-lights this so well.
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Date: 9/21/2021 5:44:00 AM
Your poem is a fine lesson for humanity, Lasaad. I hope the world will heed your warning. Kudos for your poem in service of protecting nature.
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Date: 9/21/2021 2:51:00 AM
I like the aerial snapshot. It is kind of eerie. I enjoyed reading your work. In nature bad things happen, today when bad things happen it effects mankind as well since there are so many people on earth depend on the earth for their food, air and water. If a fungus or bacteria hits certain crops mankind could starve. Your visit to my page was reassuring. Sara
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Date: 9/21/2021 1:43:00 AM
Killing just for the pleasure of killing is despicable. Alas there are many who call themselves hunters but plain murderers.
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Date: 9/20/2021 7:59:00 PM
Hunting for food is one thing but killing for sport is another. Good luck in the contest Lasaad. Hope your week is going well. Tom
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Date: 9/20/2021 2:48:00 PM
Hello Tayeb, hunting animals for food I understand. What i do not undrstand isthe hunter hunting leaving the animal for dead. Or just leaving the dead animal behind. Why kill the birds that want to fly south? being killed they leave their young to fend for themselves. blessings my friend.
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