Died out vanished lost and gone
\nThe elephants of Myanmar
\nMongLa Bago Yama towns
\nTHe Yangon region
\nClearly drowns
\nin elephant blood
\nFor what we see
\nIs the vilest darkest murdering spree<\/p>\n
Not a scrap of sense
\nPure hollowness
\nBloodshed, butchery
\nThe realization of blinding stress
\nUnconscious oblivious unaware
\nThe truth is really hard to share<\/p>\n
5000 elephants maybe more
\nIn the late nineties
\nIn those raw
\njungles
\nfound their paradise
\nBut it has been at a high price<\/p>\n
The savage heart
\nThe wilful soul
\nThe retardation of the troll
\nLike savage
\nLow brow subnormal whose
\nMoronic state of minds refuse<\/p>\n
The power of thought
\nOf knowing where
\nThe mind should focus
\nAnd be aware
\nOf the dark paths
\nDown which minds can go
\nThe treachery
\nhow it does grow<\/p>\n
The disinformation
\nThe unfounded lies
\nQuacks and fraudsters
\nHow They disguise
\nTruths and empathy
\nAnd we feel the pain
\nAs the innocent die
\nIn the jungle rain<\/p>\n
The disinclination
\nTo think a while
\nTo reject the sinful
\nTo taste the bile
\nWhere the unconsenting
\nRegretfully
\nAre darted with pesticides
\nAnd frantically<\/p>\n
Die in their a bubble of
\nAgonized hate
\nThe motive was money
\nAn iniquitous state
\nPutting the boot in
\nOutrage and shame
\nMisery and distress
\nAll part of the game<\/p>\n
A great and majestic beast
\nCrashes to the floor
\nA personal tragedy
\nAll would abhor
\nWicked insidious
\nInjuriously
\nLost to our world
\nSuch futility<\/p>\n
Functionless pointless
\nFeckless and wrong
\nAn earning capacity
\nIt appears strong
\nThe skin will be stripped off
\nAnd dried in the sun
\nA female and calf
\nAnd no need for a gun<\/p>\n
Its an obnoxiousness
\nRight to the core
\nA most majestic creature
\nBecomes blood and gore
\nFor what for a medicine
\nAnd jewelery
\nSecond rate products
\nThat should never be<\/p>\n
Only the warped
\nMinds of disrupted fools
\nThe bane of existence
\nWhere bitterness calls
\nCould oppress with such vigour
\nSuch crass cruelty
\nSuch malignant spitefulness
\nAnd deplorably<\/p>\n
Be this outrageous
\nThis monstrous this dire
\nCreating a stinking and nauseous fire
\nOf resentment and evil
\nAnd infernal harm
\nBy maltreating a mother and baby
\nSo calm<\/p>\n
They were true perfection
\nFlawless ideal
\nBoth insurpassable
\nThey both did reveal
\nA true resourcefulness
\nGifted with care
\nA deftness and mastery
\nOpen to share<\/p>\n
But lost in the violence
\nThe pugnacity
\nUnprovoked aggression
\nAssailants all three
\nDarted and speared
\nBoth of them felt the wrath
\nMother and child
\nBoth to enter the path<\/p>\n
Of little resistence
\nJust giving way
\nTo the poisonous darts
\nTo prostration today
\nThere was never mercy
\nThese savages threw
\nTheir spears at both animals
\nAnd they all knew<\/p>\n
The spoils were their skins
\nThe ovation of grief
\nSuch sickness such ugliness
\nBeyond belief
\nHell upon earth a rollercoaster affair
\nA cold wind was blowing
\nThat both souls could share<\/p>\n
Their skin would be dried
\nStripped off and rolled
\nTurned into skin cream
\nAnd bloody well sold
\nTo the highest of bidders
\nFor eczema oh dear!
\nAnd for beaded bracelets
\nIn markets of fear<\/p>\n
So many elephants have
\nHit the ground
\nMost of them poisoned
\nWhen they were found
\nThe stench of their putrification
\nImmense
\nBut as to why they were
\nKilled
\nIt just makes no sense<\/p>\n
Mongla on the border
\nOf China
\nIt be a vile place
\nOf darkest criminality
\nWild animal products
\nAre just everywhere
\nElephant skin pangolins
\nAnd ivory share<\/p>\n
The abusive markets
\nWhere the scum of the earth
\nAre found to be trading
\nMerchants by birth
\nDealing in blood guts and
\nHeartache and pain
\nThis must be purgatory
\nCome back again<\/p>\n
The shrinking forests
\nAre losing wild souls
\nElephant nunbers
\nWithout the controls
\nHave lapsed to a thousand
\nThe uneasy throng
\nThe wailing the weeping
\nThe present day song
\nThe groaning the moaning
\nThe obscenity
\nOf replacing the innocent
\nWith vulgarity<\/p>\n
The monstrous and grotesque
\nMakes no difference at all
\nThere still is a market
\nAnd each ghastly stall
\nIs packed to the heavens
\nWith evil attire
\nWith inconsolable items
\nForlorn and dire<\/p>\n
And its all selling
\nThe prophets of doom
\nThe spoils unimagined
\nRaked out of the tomb
\nA hopeless situation
\nRancour and spite
\nA bitter pill cometh
\nIn the dark of the night<\/p>\n
Ailing and loathsome
\nRevoltingly so
\nOffensive to so many
\nNow in the know
\nMaynmar Laos and Cambodia
\nAppear
\nTo witness the scourge
\nThat is happening here
\nFuelled by China
\nMe thinks
\nAnd the smouldering dawn
\nOf wrathfulness
\nIn which so many are torn<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Died out vanished lost and gone The elephants of Myanmar MongLa Bago Yama towns THe Yangon region Clearly drowns in elephant blood For what we see Is the vilest darkest murdering spree Not a scrap of sense Pure hollowness Bloodshed, … Continue reading