Hunting. Poem by Res John Burman

You ask me if I’ve hunted,
Or been a fighter too,
Or if I’d leave the ladies,
So I say this to you.

Hunting, yes I've hunted,
When I've needed to, to eat,
But never took much pleasure
In killing for my meat.

And soldiering, yes I've soldiered
When needed to, you must
When weaker trusting people
Need somebody they can trust.

But leave the ladies? Never!
I've no wish to lose touch
They can break a man or make him,
And I love 'em all too much!

And as for Mister Sun Tzu
My warring days are done
It's let's make love not war for me
Or, failing that ~ just RUN.

(February 2008)