We Gardians Poem by Terry Dawson

We Gardians

Rating: 4.8


In a world where sale goes
To the highest bid
We face loss of wilderness
Almighty God forbid.

We guardians
Of this dry dust
Do what we do
Because we must -
And some beasts pay
The awful cost
That wild range
Is never lost

If any know a better way
To save the wild quarter
Prey tell... and gladly we
Call halt to further slaughter

Friday, October 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life,nature
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The shooting of a record 'trophy' elephant in Zimbabwe recently has sparked an outcry in the animal rights lobby. However conservationists (with whom I agree) point out that the revenues from hunting help pay the bills that keep the wilderness wild. So paradoxically the very people who would shoot wildlife are helping to keep the wilds safe!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Hans Vr 24 October 2015

lovely write. sincere worries about the wild nature.

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Terry Dawson

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Harare, Zimbabwe.
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