A young ladies tears

A young ladies tears
At the heaps of ash
From the ivory that was burned
Sadness comes across us all
But has the real world learned?
The Elephant is a saviour
A Giant on this earth
And man who seeks to steal
His ivory
he of course gives birth
To a mental subordination
Such inferiority
Destructiveness and mischief
Its a catastrophe

You feel her heart is torn away
Each utterance it be
Tinged with tremendous sadness
The absurdity
Of slaughtering the majestic
For the ivory that we
Man unkind want and will kill
For
That insensibility

Too many of them walk the earth
Blunderers in time
Their mental instability
Alienates their climb
Into what is a morosis
So delusional they be
And are manipulated
By the inept who now be

Out there representing
Dealers of the dark
The corporate world of psychopaths
Whose dealings clearly mark
A gibberish personified
An ambiguity
They misrepresent the obvious
Its perversion actually

And the ash heaps they now smoulder
All those giants all are gone
Africa’s pyres are burning
And when the sun once shone
Upon the backs of the pachyderms
Great beings of the plain
Now all we see are the charred remains
Blackened heaps of pain

The tears we see she wipes away
We feel her soul and woe
It truly is tear jerking stuff
As many of us know
Now its only the shadows
The imagination we
Recall hearing those trumpets sound
From those who once walked free

As ghosts rise from those ashes
Their plaintive sobs we hear
In the shadows crouch the poachers
Out of the darkness they appear
To dart or shoot the majestic ones
And to hack their tusks away
Blood thirsty vampire people
Who surely soon will pay

Our hearts are with the elephants
And with this young women who
Thought to make a pendant
But realised to do
That would be unseemly
It was an awful day
To burn all of this ivory
But it seemed the only way