A pretty blonde researcher was observing, from a “blind”, some Silverback Gorillas- among the final of their kind.
The senior of the silverbacks, his back turned towards the” blind”, was communicating with his troop with gestures much like sign.
“She who is observing us is a member of that tribe who fell from grace with Heaven and was banished far and wide.”
“They were banished from this Eden, and confounded in their speech. They then made war upon each other and have never once known peace”
“Observe, in them, their arrogance, they think themselves evolved, Yet they are apes that practice war and ****** their own kind”
“A gorilla child knows not but love and tenderness in kind. Where there is many a human child left neglected on the vine.”
From elsewhere in the Jungle came the shouts of evil men. Poachers of the coarsest sort with Silverbacks in mind.
“Disperse my sons and daughters. It’s time to flee and hide from those who seek our hides and meat to sanctuary, hie.”
The silverback then beat his chest and, to buy the others time, charged against those evil men and, for his children, died.
Time passed before the searchers came upon the blind where the murdered Dian Fossey lay where the Silverback had died.
Poachers want no witnesses to their theft of meat and hide They left with her the severed hands of one not kin but kind.
A poem about Dian Fossey, murdered by poachers while studying the culture of the great Apes. For poetic purposes I have imagined the Apes to possess a language based on sign language. This has happened in captivity and is not beyond the grasp of their considerable intelligence.