Posts Tagged With: Tisha Wardlow

To a Poacher

mom and babe ele 4I need to make a difference
I want to change your mind.
I’m begging you to see them
through my eyes.
Mother and child,
Lovers, cousins, friends
They raise their babies
they mourn their dead.
Close your eyes and listen brother
do you hear their pain?mom and baby rhino 1
Tearing families apart
you kill, you wound, you maim!
A mother lies trembling in her blood
listening to her baby cry
knowing she can’t protect him now
the pain excruciating, as she slowly dies.
How will you explain to your daughter
killing for cold bloody cash?
And what will you do
when your next one may be the very last?

By: Tisha Wardlow

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To the Moon

If I had a superpower
I think I’d like to fly.
I’d bring the rhinos to the moon.
I’d plant fields of grass,
make lakes of the craters
where at night they’d all commune.
No more orphans,
huge rhino crashes
with horns taller than the trees.
Poachers out of business,
trade debate moot,
joke’s on the Chinese.
The world would think
them extinct,
another failed conservation endeavor.
While I could finally
sleep soundly at night
knowing the rhino is safe forever.

By: Tisha Wardlow
rhinos on moon 2

Categories: Poetry & Art, Rhino Ramblings | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , | 7 Comments

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