i was singing in the sunlight,
i was contemplating day.
when i came across an elephant
who'd gotten lost along the way.
he was tatood with the markings
of the universal gods,
he was walking mortal grounds
trying to even out the odds.
his tusks were chipped-
like jagged spears,
skin was wrinkled
with lines of verse.
his eyes i could not look away
entranced by things untold.
as day broke night and night broke day
his ballad did unfold.
he whisperd in the loudest roar,
through his trunk he wove a tale.
and even though he spoke in elephant
a message it did reveal.
listen child,
oh fragile spirit,
take heed in what i say.
understand that through yourself
your mind will find its way.
listen child,
for i cant stay.
understand that change cant wait,
for time is of the hours day.
listen child,
for there is sound
escaping from the long forgot,
utopian,freedom, grounds.
the elephant did not get to finish
his carfuly chosen words.
for he was shot,
then bled to death,
befor his voice was heard