The Elephant

A descriptive poem of how free this creature is meant to be

As it raises it's head tall and looks up to the sky,

it's young follow in their mother's footsteps.

Their chalky skin glows underneath the harsh sunlight.

Their trunks stretch out long and drink the water of the spring ,

For fun they splash about and squirt the water at others,

Have food fights and wrestle in the shade,

These 'almost' gentle giants are sometimes hunted down,

for the ivory in their tusks,

Learn from this lesson , to not harm God's creatures,

And leave their tusks alone ,

leave them to roam, free of captivity 

and not driven to a cage.

Author's Note

please ignore typos, what do you think about the poem?

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A wish for me too.
"Learn from this lesson , to not harm God's creatures,
And leave their tusks alone ,
leave them to roam, free of captivity
and not driven to a cage."
Hard world for the free animals. Many places want the skin and meat for belief of some kind of strength. Thank you my friend for sharing the needed words and thoughts.
Coyote