‘Why Us’? The Matriarch Asks
‘Why Us’? The Matriarch asks….a sorrowful look in her wise old
eye
‘Is a tusk cursed head a good enough reason for elephants to die’?
My heart is pounding…..stretching tight
I hang my head in shame at the elephants plight
Harmony in motion….these ancient and soulful beasts
Silhouetted against the golden dawn rising in the east
Tears trickle slowly reflecting their horror
Their nightmare of violence, pain and sorrow
Ripping flesh and pools of blood
Life force of Africa’s giants….lost in rivers of red mud
The old Matriarch turns to amble away
Noble head hanging low….she weeps and sways
‘Why Us’? I hear her ask again
My shoulders feel heavy as I carry their pain
Lumbering on….cloaked in deep wrinkles of splendour
A deep longing for peace in me she does engender
The old Matriarch turns…..I hear her raw sigh
‘Why Us’?…….she stares me straight in the eye
‘Are our creamy scythe like tusks a good enough reason to die’?
The golden sun hides behind the cloud wrapped sky
Riding the invisible wind…..a lonely sun beam cleaves the air
For these ancient beings…..my chest constricts with fear
Matriarch’s vulnerable soul exposed and open to the warm and sticky breeze
Her deep fissured trunk like a pendulum….showing her unease
These sentient creatures fanning their Africa shaped ears
Sharing their wisdom over many many years
A rich symphony of life….beguiled by the noonday heat
A colliding of two giants where continent and elephant meet
Young calves caper under the wide electric sky
Flaxen dust hangs motionless as the tears escape from my eyes
As the bleeding sunset casts out the remainder of the day
I beg of you….feel the elephants pain….do not walk away
Consumers of ivory….on you their survival depends
STOP buying ‘BLOOD IVORY’ and this mass slaughter will end
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