RHINO we know

A baked red path
To a place where she
Stands alone
The infamy
Of man unkind
And his shallow way
He bellows loud
But his sharp decay
Is obvious
To those people who
See the Rhino suffering
As they do

Their horns hacked off
The butchers came
The malignant snipes
In their want of fame
Tore her spirit
Ripped her soul
And left her bleeding
In a hole

She was found
And they helped her through
Bathed that scourge
And her eyes all through
Were wet with pain
A stream of tears
This great beast
Shared all of her fears

Groggily she climbed to her feet
To face the world
And the red earth heat
As to her future
Who can say
Who dares to predict
If there is a way