Rhino

Armour Plated
A great horn
In Africa
Where I was Born
You would think I’d be safe
But China thinks
My great horn
Is a medicine
It didn’t Dawn
on our creator
Not at all
They send these poachers
It’s our downfall

They come with rifles
With axes too
To chop off our horns
It’s really true
Such a stressful time
As on our armoured backs
They climb
Hack our horns of keratin
And fuck off back to Viet Nam

The pain is vast
Why are we cast
In such a state
It isn’t fair
What’s wrong with poachers
Ignorant arses
Really from the brain dead classes
So totally unaware

Now we get protection here
Gun toting rangers
Test our fight
Soldiers really
It isn’t right
Out in the bush
To expect that they
Will come to steal our horns
Away.