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Galapagos Hunting

Barbaric I thought,

And brilliant.

 

Shooting from a helicopter

Typical humans

Primates with advanced technology

Not afraid to fly

Too dainty to touch the ground

 

Three goats are felled

After a quick few shots

Down quick

 

Unhurried, then a rapid fall

And as I watched

Without modernity’s cancer of offence

 

I saw the turtles

The hunter wanted to defend.

 

By J.W.H. Hobbs.

 
 
 

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