Elephants, Elephants. Poem by Charles Jagongo

Down the valley I see a carcass
A carcass of an Elephant with no tusks
I hear whistles
I know the evil poachers
Elephants, Elephants, Elephants
My grandfather would tell us tales
Of trickery Hares with Elephants
Of corn and pumpkin seeds
That they got from dung of Elephants
What a huge harvest there was?
Elephants, Elephants, Elephants
I dreamt of playing with Elephants
They played their Trumpets
In the wild we had a dance
All were merry, Rhinos, gazelles and birds
Trump, trump, trumpeter, hey what a dance
Elephants, Elephants, Elephants
For now my heart sinks, for man’s cruel deeds
You are all but lifeless, poachers have your tusks
I' ll drive them away poachers,
I want to see Elephants, Elephants.