The Elephants Have Fallen


 
A sighing song; my hearts sing
Spread sorrows seed roar in my soul
The weight of unshed tears in my hearts
My inner language's misery
Pooh! the Elephants have
fallen
Violently cracked to the
underground self-containers
By a bunch of heartless and faceless baboons
Whose vision, mission and direction
Chameleon nature into hunting

Oh! the elephants
Who stand against hunting of the defenseless
Who extricate the effete
From the chains of fear
The fire of thy heroism
Paralyzed the phobia on our premises
You are out of sight
But my mind will cherish you till l visit the silent land

Oh the elephants!
Thy deaths are not in vain
Thy deaths visit you at the night time
You fulfilled what you were born for
To use thy blood to trim our tainted premises
Which is the present paragon of pleasure

Farewell to thy but not thy flame
The lions of the animals
Who die yet depart not
The echoes of thy heroism shall blast the descendants' ears as the winds whisper a melody
Adieu! Adieu!! Adieu!!!

By: Sakariyau Abdul Azeez(Bin Zak)
NB: The poem is dedicated to;
George Yemi Iwilade(Afrika)
Eviano Ekelemu
Efe Ekpede
Yemi Ájiteru, Babatunde Oke

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