The ivory poacher stalks his prey
each day he walks the silent plains
a gun slung high upon his arm
no warmth within his gaze
Elephants nor rhinos sought
but two or one extensions of
an ivory tower painted red a
bullseye meaning meant for dead
The ivory poacher sights his barrel
warily delivers narrow
slivers of a weathered corpse
thundering down to the earth
an ivory tower in his hand
or two if it's an elephant
a clean pristine white he holds high
and on his soul a red bullseye