Eden in Africa

Eden in Africa
2 freaks with hooks
Beating an elephant baby
It looks
Terribly painful
And surely it is
What frightful cowards they are
I am in a tizz

A state of confusion
Eden it be
Where all of creation
We are likely to see
Eden in afrika
This I resent
To torture a baby
That has been heaven sent

To break in this infant
And somehow to claim
This place that you do it
Is somehow the same
A great wail of woe
A weeping away
Mourning the loss of true spirit
Today

A dirge in a trumpet
Tearful and sad
The sorrow we feel it
Deploring the bad
The hideous nature
Of men who still feel
The need to beat babies
Leaving a wheal

In the skin every mark
On his heart will be deep
Bull hook away
To torment his sleep
To draw out his blood
Every thud has to be
Counting for this
Sweet dear
Gentle Ele

Villainous blackguards
Ghastly to see
Leaving a bad taste
Inside of me
Such incorrectness
Unpolished and course
They stand at the crossroads
Demanding by force