Her inclination was to serve
\nWith a penchant for those who
\nWere known to be the voiceless tribes
\nReceptive through and through
\nShe had the enthusiasm and the dedication
\nAnd she
\nWas one of the so called “trimates”
\nLouis Leakey’s three<\/p>\n
Dian Fossey, Jane Goodall Birute Galdikas
\nPredisposed and amenable delighted really to
\nSpend their lives with primates
\nIn the wild all three were true
\nResolute and determined
\nTo take on any foe
\nTo fight the cause for primates
\nWhere each of them did go<\/p>\n
Dian had been a healing women
\nIn her former years
\nConcerned with Appalachian children
\nAlways prepared to share her tears
\nWith those disabled whom she saw
\nLocked in their physical cage
\nTheir frustration and their hours of angst
\nFor her were off the page<\/p>\n
When asked to go to Africa
\nAnd study the Gorillas there
\nShe grasped the chance with open arms
\nFor she shared in their despair
\nAmazingly powerful social tribes
\nPoached and hunted down
\nBy ignorance and arrogance
\nThat seemingly did drown<\/p>\n
She had so much tenacity
\nAble to soldier on
\nAssiduous and dogged
\nShe was gutsy she was gone
\nOn helping the gorillas
\nShe was purposeful and game
\nAnd when she got to Africa
\nShe was their brightest flame<\/p>\n
The locals soon knew of her
\nHer obstinacy would serve
\nYou need that single mindedness
\nAnd all that innate nerve
\nYou need that immovability
\nThat toughness which she had
\nAnd with her love and caring
\nIt was all the more sad<\/p>\n
That some coward some vile specimen
\nShould have crept up on her and
\nBludgeoned her to death a women all alone
\nThat hand
\nThat swung that darkly weapon
\nClearly a sickly soul
\nPaid by some misanthropist
\nWho had lost all control<\/p>\n
Who was so entrenched in evil
\nWith pitiless regard
\nUnmoved by her philanthropy
\nSomeone very hard
\nSomeone very vicious
\nWith a callous streak
\nWho basically bashed her brains out
\nThe stoney- hearted freak<\/p>\n
In 1967 she founded Karisoke
\nA research centre where she would
\nWork for 18 solid years
\nAlone there on the mountain
\nHer reservoir of tears
\ntested
\nBy the heartlessness of poachers
\nAnd hunters who
\nMurdered the wild animals
\nAs we all know they do<\/p>\n
She learned and spoke swahili
\nThe Natural World was why
\nShe wanted to work in Nature
\nUndeniably to try
\nTo get close to the wild one’s
\nFor she understood their plight
\nLike those children in Appalachia
\nWho developed such forsight
\nBut really couldnt venture
\nOut of their shackles and she
\nWanted to help them to live their lives
\nIn perfect harmony<\/p>\n
But with human beings prevalent
\nNirvana it was not
\nArrogance and selfisness
\nAnd greed there was a lot
\nShe felt she could make a difference
\nA kind of visionary
\nShe had the conviction
\nTo thwart the inanity<\/p>\n
That really was her driving force
\nHer personality
\nShe developed such a kinship with the apes
\nAnd she could be
\nOne of them as if a human being
\nTruly could
\nBe mutually respected
\nAnd genuinely good<\/p>\n
She observed them
\nAnd she listened
\nAnd she nurtured them each day
\nAnd they became reciprocal
\nIn a natural way
\nHumility was clear to all
\nAnd a bond was formed
\nSome became inseparable
\nFor all of them soon warmed<\/p>\n
To Dian to her conformity
\nAnd her companionship
\nAnd over time trust grew between them
\nEternity let rip
\nA feeling of togetherness
\nOf everlasting care
\nReality proves Gorillas
\nWere glad that she was there<\/p>\n
For feelings that are constant
\nOf the everlasting kind
\nAnimals pick up on them
\nTheir senses intertwined
\nThat permanence is appreciated
\nIts entrenched in spirit and they
\nWould follow her and befriend her
\nAnd want to with her stay<\/p>\n
The animal psyche likes this
\nWhen continuance is there
\nIts immutable and lasting
\nThough actually quite rare
\nBut this was Dian’s quality
\nThey were her destiny
\nThe purest serendipity
\nAll around her there<\/p>\n
She had that drive and vigour
\nAnd potentiality
\nShe was prepared to study
\nShe had that capacity
\nTo not give up despite the problems
\nA mightiness within
\nAnd she took on all the politics
\nAnd the armies drunk on sin<\/p>\n
Violence was all around her
\nThe destructiveness of man
\nAnything but kind to the wild animals
\nShe no fan
\nOf poaching and of hunting
\nOf the bush meat trade and she
\nTook them on and spoke her mind
\nIts how she had to be<\/p>\n
On the 27th of December 1965
\nShe was brutally put to death
\nNo one could survive
\nThe unintelligible beating
\nThat Dian suffered there
\nAlone upon her mountain
\nHer home her space her lair<\/p>\n
Can you read it without tears
\nIn your eyes i can\uff0ct<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Her inclination was to serve With a penchant for those who Were known to be the voiceless tribes Receptive through and through She had the enthusiasm and the dedication And she Was one of the so called “trimates” Louis Leakey’s … Continue reading