More on the elephants and the ivory

We’ve been speared

and lived to tell the tale

we’ve had babies

and we know

when the Ivory poachers come around

there is no place

to go

brutal traps they use on us

poisoned spears astound

bullets tear into our flanks

and force us to the gound

our friends the poor old Rhino’s

they are another case

murdered for their precious horn

the violent human race

in a race to conquer every

soul created

the hunters and the trappers

all the true inflated

creeps who think that they have the

upper hand

and likey do

with their fearsome fire power

and their corrupt crew

China like Piranha’s

searching through the mud

wants the tusks to carve it seems

and fails to see our blood

expended by the Ele clan

being waiped out we

are being massacred

without thought

how now can that be?

the  market seems its growing

prices rising too

to lose our precious tusks friends

means, we lose our lives,  we do.