To
awake in a morning birds singing in tune
the
sun starts a new day giving rest to the moon
I'm
almost invited with each intake of air
as
Mother of nature dispenses her flair.
Perhaps
she resents rod and net by my side
please
allow me this pastime lay rules to abide.
Down
by the river though alone I must go
to
the greatest fulfilment on earth that I know.
Fish
feeding on insect’s leap up to the sky
in
perfect conditions I cast out a fly.
A
hungry fish rises to learn its mistake
in
taking my fly its meal to be fake.
With
a fish of a lifetime worn out in the net
no
witness to find is my only regret.
As
a tender mist rises from the fast waters flow
to
lurk in the depths I’ll let this one go.
A
buzz from my bed told me it's time to go
off
to the factory with a heart sinking low
I
knew along this was never for me
like
a Siberian tiger, I was born to be free.
Work
had no pleasure until this job came along
in
maintaining the fish where they belong
Patrolling
the rivers morning and night
to
save mother natures most beautiful sight.
Slimier
than slugs that crawl from the ground
with
no conscience of guilt, poachers abound.
Greed
beyond reason that no amount could fulfil
leaving
fish by the score caught by their gill
From
eggs long ago in redds that were laid
nature
evens her balance the rest are unscathed,
With
poachers mistakes caught in the past
the
balance will stay because the onslaught won't last.
I'm
a poachers worst nightmare night and by day
inevitable
to them are fines they will pay.
Fishing
birds aren't condemned neither should be
a
poacher who takes one home for his tea
his
life may depend and for this I’d condone
with
no more than a warning before sending him home.
My
dreams are fulfilled in the most possible way
when
a buzz with a difference starts a new day…
A
poacher I’ll be till the day that I die
or
as long as the rain falls from the sky
I
awake every morning by nature’s alarm
a
choir filling the air with all of its charm.
Using
eyes and ears that detect every sound
from
rare birds to animals I'll never be found.
No
bailiff would ever compete against me
my
life is the rivers and always will be.
For
the reasons above are all reasons why
a
poacher I'll be until the day that I die.
Words that I write are not all
that I do.
Our rivers have greatly improved over the years and this is only achieved through rod licence funding.
Our rivers have greatly improved over the years and this is only achieved through rod licence funding.
Be a sport to the sport and
always buy a licence before you fish…
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