Our friends the Orangutans

Sensitive and motherly

the great apes I adore

the person of the forest

Orangutan  whats more

loving to the point of no return

their quivering soul

arborial their rigour

completely in control

slow movers in the canopy

their great long arms exceed

their body length

their high wire acts

their deep feeling to succeed

truly wonderful mothers

who teach their babies

to

live and love and care for

everything they do

all the fruits imaginable

like the durian, sublime

some humans will not partake

but I do, but I cannot climb

the vibrance of the forest

a cacophony  of sound

minstrels really everywhere

up high and on the ground

its a magical grove of  greenery

a flush of fruit so sweet

enthralling just to  be among

A responsive place to meet

every kind of creature

rainbow colours  be

So arresting  to the eye

by the  truthful constancy

Orangutans so slowly

Swing broadly from tree to tree

enlivened by the rich warm air

that inspires them powerfully

The tragedy are bunters

they make an easy kill

and are very often eaten

and their babies sold

its a chill

wind that blows when the babies

become pets  as they do

ignorance is manifest

the hunter clueless to

the need to stay with  its mother

who teaches it all it knows

pet orangutans  are a wasted source

and honestly still pose

Unbelievable  torture

And a life  committed to

a human cage forever

locked down  a prisoner who

will then be trained by humans

will lose their mentality

stolen from the  wildness

and never again be free

the harshness of that moment

the harassment they feel

the loathsomeness the purgatory

its very very real

the babies feel bad factor

dissidents alas

suffering intensely

and many now enmasse

Dr Birute  took the challenge on

to give her life and she

stood to gain a great respect

rejoicing constantly

retraining the babies

being a mum again

her radiance so special

a beautiful refrain

so many families perish

for Palm Oil we have seen

the trees have all been squandered

torn down , they have n

been

Replanted with Palm oil

a cash crop  a gargoyle

Of ugliness  and stressfulness

and indigenous toil

all for oil a plenty

so much life be lost

behold the emerald forest

with its miracles all lost

Inlove  the family Orangutans

so gentle yet so strong

they nest up in the canopy

in the jungle they belong

immensely intelligent

and affectionate as well

what man has done to the animals

proves he was born in HELL?

Inspired by my new friend Nancy  16/6/2021.