A fifteen year old pregnant Elephant
\nKnown to trust and be
\nIn the Silent Valley
\nIn Kerala my plea
\nThe Indians who live their
\nYour evil incendiary
\nLeaving traps around the place
\nThese gifted souls
\nThey be
\nDesperate she was pregnant
\nAnd needed food but they
\nLeft these traps all over the place
\nAnd she took the bait
\nAnd we
\nSaw a beautiful mother
\nCaring for her child
\nBelieving the human family
\nDespite being so wild
\nShe trusted everybody
\nShe thought that they cared
\nBut they are wretched bunch of shits
\nAnd her life it wasn\u2019t spared<\/p>\n
What was worse these Blackguard rogues
\nWere prevalent all around the place
\nOther elephants steal their crops
\nAnd so received no grace
\nThey are hooligans A scourge in fact of the human race
\nOn what are these gifted souls
\nTrying to live out in the wild
\nWrongdoers with goals
\nSet to kill the elephants
\nTo maim them and to see
\nThem murdered in the Just awful
\npain
\nAnd they do it regularly
\nThis poor soul
\nShe used Was thinking of her unborn baby when she
\nTook the presented pineapple
\nWhich exploded instantly<\/p>\n
Her tongue and jaw were shattered
\nImagine the pain
\nImagine the shock and awe
\nHonestly the disdain
\nFor the Farmers in Kerala
\nSelfish nasty sods
\nAnd who ever laid this trap for her
\nNeed to realise the gods
\nWill come for them ne dark night
\nCrush their guts and see
\nThem writhe in what we ban hope
\nIn a lengthy agony
\nShe hadn\u2019t touched their crops
\nShe was trusting and was known
\nAnd tis reward they gave her
\nAnd bet that she was thrown<\/p>\n
She walked into the river
\nAnd stood in there for hours
\nHopeful that the cooling water
\nMight have healing powers
\nStanding there as people
\nWatched her from the
\nshore
\nWatched her crying To her god
\nWith her broken jaw
\nKerala has no gratitude
\nFor the gifted wild souls who
\nLove and die around them
\nand clearly what they do
\nIs chain them up and beat them
\nIn temples of religious men
\nWho will never get to heaven
\nThey a vile and will reach their den
\nOf iniquity, the lot of them
\nKillers of the wild
\nTaking out their ignorance
\nOn a soul with child
\nThey ought to be aporeciative
\nOf what the great Mother gave
\nAll these beautIful animals
\nYou would think they Would save<\/p>\n
But no they are vindictive
\nAnd revengeful
\nSpiteful rotten gits
\nThey never knew who she was
\nThe are all a bunch of shits
\nThe gallows is too good for them
\nSuch impropriety
\nEntirely inappropriate
\nTheir culpability<\/p>\n
In the River Velliyar
\nThis poor mother died
\nShe must have blamed herself
\nFor eating and what was stuffed inside
\nA bloody home made cracker
\nA firework imagine that
\nWhoever did this should be found
\nWherever the bastards at<\/p>\n
Found and made an example of
\nHung in a public square
\nA death sentence to good for them
\nSo Bloody unaware
\nPerhaps their reckoning
\nWill not be too far now
\nAnd The government should ban
\nSuch traps and everyone shown how
\nTo treat their beloved animals
\nTo respect their paths for they
\nWere walking through these jungles
\nLong before men were their way
\nShould not be blocked they must get care
\nWhen their habitat is torn
\nBlocked off and denied them
\nA rule needs to be sworn<\/p>\n
I am left to just imagine
\n.the last hours
\nand how she cried
\nDeep inside her being
\nHer baby still inside
\nThat malignancy and balefulness
\nOne feels but cannot get
\nAway and have her baby
\nThat these villagers were set
\nOn murdering in cold blood
\nIt stirs the heart strings here
\nSlowly dying in that river
\nFrom the awful fear
\nThe dread the callous barbarity
\nThe abuse of her unborn child
\nA mother looking to the sky
\nWho knows just how defiled
\nOne hopes the evil eye
\nWill fall upon the village and
\nInvoke
\na thousand curses
\nI tell you I don\u2019t joke
\nThese bastards want to grow their food
\nWhere elephants have marched
\nFor millennia and so they fence and trap
\nThe pathways parched
\nBy the hot sun
\nthe lack of rain
\nDeny wild souls their rights
\nInflict on them such evil
\nAnd put out all their lights<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
A fifteen year old pregnant Elephant Known to trust and be In the Silent Valley In Kerala my plea The Indians who live their Your evil incendiary Leaving traps around the place These gifted souls They be Desperate she was … Continue reading