If I Were An Elephant
Don't cover me with a mantle of glitter
For a circus parade that flaunts
A pretentious kaleidoscopic dream,
Where I am tricked to enchant an audience
Paying hard-earned bills while I roll on a tyke--
Or use my ivory as decor for varnished tables,
Chests and even antique inlays on narra beds:
And my furry skin you peel, turn into
Stilettos, even haute- couture labels designed
Only for those vain magnates...how impertinent!
I am the spirit of the wild forest,
The towering giant of peace on a roam
Where my ears listen to children's fables
As they mount on my back through a landscape
Bathed in night's purple glow... a mystique
Setting a ride into a dazzled starlight,
While we strut away, unmindful of how
dense mankind can be in this journey
Soothed by fresh murmuring of a breeze...
If I were an elephant, let me rock, indulge
On a sacred place made innocent
By the gods who created playful, grassy trails.
For Rob Carmack's Screwed XV1 Contest
Submitted 3/01/2017
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Originally Written 12..13..2016
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