The forest was alive
\nWith sounds of screeching
\nThe rain lashed through
\nThe undergrowth of green
\nWe sat up in the canopy
\nReflecting
\nHow on earth could man have been so mean
\nAnd daf\u2019t enough to log the trees
\nAs he had
\nTear the heart out of our jungle free
\nFlood huge stretches
\nRich in wondrous flora
\nAnd poison mountains streams so regularly.<\/p>\n
Mother left us
\nIt\u2019s been just three days now
\nShe was killed
\nAnd cut up on the track
\nLeading into Bally Mutra Village
\nGetting food for us
\nOn her way back
\nA shot rang out
\nShe watched us run for cover
\nTurned on the man
\nShe saved us,she was brave
\nWe got back safe though shaken
\nSomehow, she\u2019d saved our bacon
\nBut now our future prospects did
\nFeel grave.<\/p>\n
We thought we should go back
\nTo where she bought it
\nIn the safety of the dark we\u2019d see
\nEven take a gander at the village
\nThat\u2019s Jimbo
\nand my Sister Ram, and me
\nTo the river, rolling on its journey to the sea
\nTrying to console ourselves
\nSo tearful and dying just a little naturally.<\/p>\n
We got into the village
\nTo the trading posts that sells
\nHorn and fur and skin and things
\nAnd brass and bits of shells
\nHer hand, the hand of mother
\nThis is the human way
\nStuff it full of nonsense
\nAnd look the other way<\/p>\n
Up upon the mantlepiece<\/p>\n
To us it wasn\u2019t fair
\nWe grabbed hold of poor mothers hand
\nAnd legged it out of there
\nWhen mother died she saved us
\nAnd this her hand we found
\nA sick and awful ornament
\nTo knock out for a pound<\/p>\n
Sustainable palm oil those advocating it should be
\nPrevented we have enough palm oil Thank you and so few wild Orangs<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The forest was alive With sounds of screeching The rain lashed through The undergrowth of green We sat up in the canopy Reflecting How on earth could man have been so mean And daf\u2019t enough to log the trees As … Continue reading