Satou was a loner
\nAnd an isolated soul
\nWithout a name for most of his life
\nThough clearly in control
\nOf what he did and where he went
\nHe was very much alone
\nHe had his own identity
\nAnd the authenticity he had sown<\/p>\n
Tsavo East was a massive park
\nWhere he could hide away
\nLots of cover and dense bush
\nAnd the rains kept folk at bay
\nHe was a really big guy
\nA half a century he
\nHad knowledge in that brain of his
\nA tusker good and free<\/p>\n
Aware of his attributes
\nWith his tusks big and long
\nYou would feel his air of confidence
\nHe looked immensely strong
\nBut aware that they would mark him out
\nAnd as we know a day
\nCame when they came after him
\nAnd just blew him away<\/p>\n
Poachers men of violence
\nWho brought their turmoil to
\nThe unbridled paths of Tsavo
\nTo do what they did do
\nFired their poisonous arrow
\nAnd hit Satao in the flank
\nThen waited till the great soul died
\nWhich really has to rank<\/p>\n
With something out of a horror story
\nThe great beast his last breath
\nAs that toxin ran around his blood
\nAnd eventually found death
\nAnd then they set to work to hack
\nHis tusks off and his face
\nIt must have been a blood bath
\nA demons foul embrace<\/p>\n
Skulking in the shadows
\nPreparing to take down
\nA truly handsome animal
\nAnd force him just to drown
\nIn his own blood and thunder
\nTheir ugliness his pain
\nClearly an obnoxious act
\nBy the murderously insane<\/p>\n
The poison wholly noxious
\nCausing much distress
\nHarrowing and punishing
\nA martyr yes no less
\nSlaughtered for his ivory
\nAnd left in darkest stress
\nHe must have cried his eyes out
\nAt the contempt of man
\nIn fact he had seen once before
\nHow it all began<\/p>\n
Back a very long time ago
\nTheir tusks were seen to be
\nValuable to human beings
\nWho carved them earnestly
\nChina and the Far East
\nCaused seas of blood to run
\nReaching every point on earth
\nUnderneath the sun<\/p>\n
Satou’s great tall figure
\nWould have loomed out of the dark
\nThe Pachyderms expression
\nIts how they made their mark
\nBut up against these morons
\nBlack marketeers at best
\nTotally insensitive
\nTo any type of test<\/p>\n
An arrow pierced his left flank
\nThe noxiousness was real
\nThe drama of that moment
\nDespite his will did deal
\nA predetermined agony
\nThe virulence so strong
\nCalamitous and ruinous
\nAnd altogether wrong
\nand for what some measly trinket
\nPerhaps a piano key
\nSome useless ornamental god
\nTo gather dust and be<\/p>\n
Forever a real reminder
\nTo those who know the score
\nHow many bold young pachyderms
\nHave perished and what is more
\nSuffered in the process
\nMutilated so
\nBy the most corrupt and scandalous
\nTraders as we know<\/p>\n
Satou became a victim
\nJust over a year ago
\n3 suspects were arrested
\nClearly tHey were low
\nLife they all are actually
\nPaid to murder they
\nTake the biggest risk of course
\nFor the local pay<\/p>\n
Its the big boys back in China
\nThat are racking up the cash
\nThe
\nMr Big’s around the world
\nWho of course know they are flash
\nAnd the buyers steeped in arrogance
\nWho cant believe their eyes
\nWhen they hear the price of ivory
\nAnd see raw tusk size<\/p>\n
We have to be so sorry for the Elephants
\nToday
\nWho suffer still in their thousands
\nAnd are being made to pay
\nA price too high already
\nFor this vile and violent trade
\nWhich is murdering the elephants
\nA truly ugly trade<\/p>\n
And the spot where Satou died
\nIs still marked with his sun bleached bones
\nThe toxins rained into the ground
\nWith all their over tones
\nPlants are still not growing
\nSome insects though still be
\nCircling the open grave
\nWorking laboriously<\/p>\n
We all must learn the lesson
\nOf the corruption around a bout
\nAmong the so called officials
\nMost must be in Doubt
\nWhilst lately poacher s are being caught
\nAnd some are being killed
\nShot on sight is the sentence
\nEnsure their blood is spilled<\/p>\n
Its the only way to maintain the herds
\nKenya needs to be really working overtime
\nOn protecting them we see
\nMay be 600,000 still alive today
\nBut so many are dying all along the way
\nIt does need the death penalty
\nTo dissuade the locals who
\nOtherwise may still get involved
\nWhich some want to do<\/p>\n
There was a great affection
\nFor Satou and a real sense
\nOf loving and of caring
\nWhere wild life is now tense
\nRegard is growing for them all
\nThe erupting power of fear
\nIs getting to a lot of people
\nThat live and work around here<\/p>\n
Each year we should remember him
\nFor he died in vain
\n50 years his investment
\nAnd many years of pain
\nOf wondering how long he could last
\nUp against those who
\nA lot of them as corrupt
\n as hell
\nWho do what they want to do
\nAnd if this goes on at the pace it is
\nThere will only be a few left
\nIn children’s picture books
\nThats if you ask me<\/p>\n
The real ones they were sacrificed
\nFor the ivory bangles where
\nPeople drink their coca cola
\nAnd offer up a prayer
\nDoom and gloom surrounds us all
\nNo matter how we try
\nTo save them with our animal rights
\nFor Still so many die<\/p>\n
The markets are established
\nThe corruption it is there
\nDespite the cries of anguish
\nThere are poachers who share
\nThe greed the cash the hopes and fears
\nFor their own family
\nAnd they will kill us till we are no more
\nUntil we are free<\/p>\n
Of all their scourge and evil
\nOf their corruptive force
\nWho come despite the guards who will kill
\nThey still will hurt the source
\nThats the way of man un Kind
\nMoney is his god
\nAnd he will turn his face from us
\nFor he is that kind of sod<\/p>\n
Lets you down and turns away
\nAnd suffers the karma come what may<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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