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
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