A Mahout's Tale
Gazing at a colossal giant standing gracefully tall
The heart rallies to engage a rare humanity's call
To free from a tether a bosom ally, from harrowing chains
For a walk towards freedom, to the vast opens of the forests and plains
My heroic breadwinner as displaced are the boughs and stubs
Yet the sorrowful heart valiantly wallops and clubs
My giant ally my livelihood's knight in shining armor
I've treated with scant respect at the dearth of heart's enamor
I remember the day when I encountered this giant's might
As the villagers fled in flocks in a frenzy of fright
Yet I remained strong against the delicate creature in front
As with a tranquilizer and net, I did encounter a creature to affront
As the days passed the creature metamorphosed to an angel
Like platonic lovers in a fairytale the beast in me with my mystical belle
Belle looks at me with her colossal eye lashes waving in the breeze
As I put on a shirt in creamy white sans a single crease
As dawn welcomes, a walk to where the trees are felled
As we walk to an ominous canyon where humanity is held
To the call of the few who rampage innocence in their natural glory
To uncover a tale that irks the listeners to a fate rampantly gory
As the jungles fall victim to humanity's call
As the jungles are felled to trigger biodiversity's fall
As the jungles are ravaged by rapists with their guards unbuckled and down
The heavens gaze at the unfolding hell with a raging frown
Yet she moves the stubs graciously like a ballet dancer
As the music of her trumpet bamboozles the queuing listener
As stubs are moved from the jungles to the dorsal fins of metallic giants
The lacrimals crumble to shed a river of tears as the heart valiantly pliants
Yet from the corner of this unfolding dessert there is an awakening of sprouts
As there are the conscious driven that battle the betrayers with colossal clouts
Even my savior Belle sometimes, in her defiance, storms to the edge of the wilderness
To rub her trunk against the springing sprouts for a soothing caress
Yet she silently sheds tears, that only those who gaze at her witness
Like a child sans a parent tethered to a cot in her loneliness
No kith or kin, just a master who occasionally sheds silent tears
A poor man's ally partaking a destiny sprinkled with monetary fears
Yet she goes on moving the stubs in to distant-bound piles
As grows the logs in their monster stockpiles
Yet the grief piles in my temple for the cruelty within
How can I enslave a nature's wonder in such a cruel awakening
Yet when I think of my children running back from school
With a toffee in their mouth bathing in juvenile drool
Money matters for the raring of budding human innocence
Even for a master holding the life of a colossal slave in essence
Yet the call of the heart too heavy to ignore
As her trumpeting calls playfully implore
As the monsoons scatter with many a humongous droplet
I walk towards my colosseum to yield her an outlet
I slowly unfasten the chains that bind her, her tether
For freedom to secure, to rejoin a strolling life, outright stellar
To join her group of brothers and sisters walking pass the conservation corridor
The final provision of freedom, for a colossal life gazing at her destiny's door
She marched hastily past towards the jungle meters in front
Then stopped short, as if a giant boulder was there to affront
Gazed back at me even my tots and shed an ocean of tears
She was after all far more human than us, in colossal light years
As the tears unfolded in a story of a slave raging in Stockholm syndrome
There was a trumpeting call from over yonder from where the jungles dome
She opened her ears to the call of the wild, her home not far away
As the tears subsided she walked towards her jungle getaway
As human loose their sense of loyalty to humanity
As our four-legged allies are held in chained captivity
There are stories like this that liberates the burgeoning heart
To earnestly seek justice to those enslaved from cruelty's dark
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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