The Poacher and the Parade

Africa is plagued by large buzzing bugs
As hypnotic hippos bask in the morning sun
Whilst hunters have good evening hyena fun
Endangered species man makes them none
With a slap he removes the suckers gums
But these mammoths fear not flys only guns

The elephant has such a lard elegance
Their tusk fetches a pretty penny over expanses
So stalkers tussle with primitive beasts
With nose like one mythical hydra head
Its force alone would be a deterrent to some
But these criminals have a hunger for the dead
Horns of animals more precious than gold
The reckoning of this insidious trend
Will be the death of all the wilds of the land

Yes, they sing the poachers parade song
Of how every kingdom's Queens lust for
The grassland's curved weapons of bone
Some sell at underground gypsy bazaars
So mercenaries spy all day like triffling whores
When he stares at the majestic creatures
He wants their glories twin war treasures
As trinkets to display as vanity in a necklace

When the time is just right, grey flesh in his sights
In a hummingbird flash he squeezes the trigger
Unleashing lead and mans scientific venom
It's enormous limp body falls to the desert earth
The opposite way a floating feather does

He leaves the carcass where it lay
To rot by a desolate sun dried lake
The evil mans lips were parched after the fillet
Still he had this wondrous gift to give to his king
But before he could start on his journey back home
The herd encircled him with their own war song
It was an aggressive serenade of grunts and moans
Five great shadows struck terror in his soul
They attacked with a cascade of carnage he deserved
His skeleton is now his cemetery tomb
In an elephant graveyard where nothing blooms

His entourage returned empty handed to their lord
Knowing their requiem wouldn’t be the kind to look for
Since the ivory towers and princesses jewels aren’t done
None shall rest until the crowns legacy becomes
Cemented in bleach white powders and blood

Luckily these mastodons have a reflective thought
They need to destroy all the palaces Adam bought
So a great stampede quakes the scorched plains
As huge as they are they make rubble out of homes
Its not revenge like man, its to insure a more fertile throne
So they can dwell with no malicious edicts
Never in secret in there own Garden of Eden