RUTHLESS POACHERS

There is bloodshed in the Congo
as the ruthless poachers
set their traps
to the agony of the jungle lair.

Some collapse and crumble
in the zone of deceptive brush,
camoflagueing deadly traps.

The codeword amongst the Negroid tribesmen
echoes the deafening alarm
of the plummeting beats
on deerskin drums.

The profits from ivory tusks and hides
are great.

The lawmen's argument continues
in fearsome warfare against this atrocity.

The foundlings and their mothers
withstand as specters
to their daily predicament of brutal arrest.

Gorillas are shot down
and are in danger of extinction
for mere trophies and awards.

Their paws, nail and heads
hang on the walls and belts
of men without souls.

A modicum of military guards
patrol the jungle in attempt
to protect
these animals
however, this is not enough.

This inhumane profiteering needs
to halt,
lest there be no more lions,
hippopotamuses, crocodiles, giraffes
and gorillas.



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WORDS USED: Bloodshed Congo ruthless agony
Collapse crumble zone deceptive codeword
Negroid echoes deafen lawmen argument
Continues fearsome warfare modicum
Inhumane halt foundlings withstand specters
Daily predicament brutal arrest