Hunting

I don't understand the pleasure,

of bringing harm to defenseless creatures,

in their dwellings, in their leisure,

taking breather from daily struggles. 

It's not like we had the needs,

pressure is immense, from their breed,

there's no excuse for such deeds,

only reasons beings our ego or greed. 

We have to forget the virtue of kindness,

as we gain skills in traps, holding firearms,

stalking, catching, torturing their bodies,

craving them up to display as trophies. 

Our presence itself is an abomination, 

for, we are prone for species domination,

destroying food chain along with habitations,

forcing them into verge of extinction. 

What more do we seek,

using arrows, guns in our ambush, 

being blind to the beauty of life,

a blessing, bestowed by divine. 

I do understand, contrary voices,

some might not have other choices,

but now, we are more interconnected, 

we can still nurture some compassion... 

To their despair, to their pain,

give respite from indiscriminate hunting.