The horned ungulates

Its pitiful in many ways
The Rhinocerus
For they
can weigh a tonne
Quite easily
But have become the prey
Of Black marketeers
Who service
The TCM brigade
And Vietnam are stupified
And its on their heads
Its laid

Ground up horns
Reach prices far exceeding gold
They do have quite an eminence
And when the horns are sold
Those buying into the story
Believe that Rhino pills
Are very good for fevers
And excellent for chills

Its all about deception
And the victims sadly see
Groups of poachers lusting
For the hand outs which now be
Is it wishful thinking
The illusion seemingly
But what ever, they are killing them
Really mercilessly.

In 2010 336
In 2012 668
Vietnam is the end game
Its sold there at a rate
Its pious fraud it really is
The Rhino’s suffer so
In 2013 1004
In 2015 1338
The wheeler dealing collusion
Is growing at a rate
Far outstripping the animals
In Africa just two
Types and 3 in Asia
What can anyone do

To stop what is this madness
This utter cruelty
Carried out by cretins
Whose mean skullduggery
Throws a negative spanner
Into the karmic debt
And negates the so called healing
And the hypocrisy is set

I look at them
They are throwbacks to the dinosaur
Heavily clad in armour
And what we do ignore
Is their realism, their history
Their real veracity
Their brains are small
But their lives are rich
And they still are wild and free

Pathological liars
Exist everywhere
Creating a market place
Based on such despair
Its done with spin and bunkum
And is treacherous as hell
Shifty two faced rogues albeit
The garbled shit they tell

There really is no science
Its all mendacious crap
And these animals are suffering
They are in the lap
Of the countries where they were gifted
Where clearly they dont care
It really is disingenuousness
To leave them just out there

Murdering the mothers
The babes just left to die
Carrying them out of the country
Reality doesnt lie
The governments are at it
Corruption yea its rife
Too many double crossers
Creating all this strife

As emotional human beings
We can all save the day
This suffering and agony
We have to do away
These poachers are just murdering scum
Wicked to the core
Ungodly in their being
Unworthy and what is more
Degenerates degrading
Humans aspects they
Transgressing ever deeper
With their featureless display

They need the death sentence
For them
The gallows where
Their necks can be elongated
Those that really dare
To come and cause their mayhem
Their evil such disdain
Hang them by their scrawny necks
So they wont do it again.