Savannas under burning gold
Africa’s finest roam
A normal day here to enfold
A heat drenched place called home
The largest families Matriarch led
Live out ‘neath burning rays
Thick skin, over grassland tred
Safe in numbers, sun-filled days
At least that’s how it ought to play
But man has other plans
To kill or maim, take tusks away
For ivory, money in their hands
Asia trades in ivory
Her head should bow in shame
Poachers paid successfully
No questions asked, cruel game
For every orphaned calf that cries
Was 2 years in the making
For every death neath Blood Red skies
For ivory they’re taking.
Don’t buy ivory is my plea
Stand together, ban the blood
Save the elephants living free
Not mourn where mighty, they once stood.
JG 10/02/19
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Wholeheartedly agree with this well written plea - - animals like elephants can never be replaced -shame on those who still deal in ivory - -- sincere thanks Joanna for this needed reminder.
You are welcome. It is heartbreaking
It is illegal in U.K. to sell ivory unless it is old ivory as you will know i guess.
But still they slaughter these noble giants in their disgusting trade. Sadly the west finds oil a more worthy cause to fight for, or selling burgers and fizzy drink.
As a society do we really care? Don't misunderstand me, i do.. but how many others do along my street, along your street?
I know. I had to write on it as it is so awful how it still goes on
Thank you
Welcome. Had to write
A thoughtful write Joanna. There's that 'creature' too - she who kills animals for fun. Her time will come.
Oh yes, her with the trophies. Disgusting
Hi Joanna,
Thank you for this beautiful and poignant poem.
An amazing tribute to an amazing animal.
Keep writing Fine B.
You are welcome. A cause dear to me
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