Gunshot

by Brooke Dawson aged 10

A loud bang breaks the silence.
The animals scatter everywhere
And hide very quietly
Before the hunter comes.

The bunnies in the bushes
The birds up above
The reign of terror fills the sky
As a hunter passes by.

Walking through the woodland
Another gunshot sounds
An unforgettable loss for the animals
But not for human kind.

The deer sharpen their antlers
The foxes gnash their teeth
The wasp gets his stinger ready
The animals get ready for war.

Another man passes by
A gun at his chest
Another blast and no war
Just another animal lying dead

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