White Gold

Feel the smoothness, wonder at the skill. These delicate carved ornaments of delight Pure white to a faint tan, each piece unique To touch, to feel, brings senses alight Priceless the gift, expert the hand That carves these magical pieces Priceless they are this bloody band As their lust for money increases “One of the most insidious forms Of criminality in the world today”** As nature is raped, tattered and torn For animal kind, just fey. A tusk for a gun, a gun another tusk For a nose bleed and fever the cure ivory dust Let’s kill an elephant for its ivory teeth Kill a rhino for its horn for those that lust. Who pays the price, the rhino, the elephant The ignorant turn away should they even care The wallets grow fat for the bloody decadent. There will be no animals for grandchildren to stare. Butchery bludgeoning death and decay Over 90 thousand elephants annually bought to dust Vultures strip elephant flesh, none keeps them at bay Another gun, more coin to fill the poacher’s lust The poachers hoard money with bloodthirsty delight The sea of blood stains the land crimson red White gold, blood lust, for this the amoral fight For tusks and horn their money lust is fed. © Amanda Tams 10/12/2014 ** Quote from Prince William