Somewhere An Elephant Cries

Somewhere a carved ornament, catching the eye of a passing tourist. He buys it for his wife, Not caring that it stopped a life. Somewhere a man makes a living, Selling souveniers, That people can't help buying, Not caring that a specias is dying. Somewhere a rich man is involved in trading tusks. For a life he's led, A herd lies dead. Somehwere a poor man Raises a gun wihich a rich man gave him, And somewhere, under African skies, A baby elephant cries