The full moon brightened the African plain
And slivers of moonlight danced
The poachers were up to their old tricks once more
With a bunch of money to gain.
The Rhino was unaware of her fate that night
While grazing on the grass
Her baby laid cocooned in her womb
Until the bad men came to fight.
They shot her once and then once more
With no feelings of remorse
They worried not whether she suffered from pain
As they watched her fall like many before.
They severed her horn and half of her face
Whilst she lay in the darkness in pain
They moved quite fast leaving nothing behind
But bloodshed and shame on the human race.
As she took her last breath on that fateful night
People raced to her side to help
But she had died and her baby had too
They were greeted by a saddening sight.
We cannot continue to let this go on
We certainly can’t do it alone
We need the world to help us fight
And continue till the battle’s been won.
Mother Africa bowed her head, and wept …….
by Michelle du Plessis