headshot

waiting in his hide

a little hunter has found his next victim

gun already pointed at its body

thinking of the glorious kill to come

finger on the trigger



headshot

and human skull explodes in grotesque beauty

the hunter is no more

just a pile of meat on the ground

feast for maggots and worms

eat, my friends

enjoy the taste of arrogance



hunter, you shouldn't have come here

we have been warning you for ages but you wouldn't listen

your gunshots made you deaf to words of justice




your destroyed skull on my wall

a nice decoration for every household

a trophy for every activist