Rhino Dirge by Corinna Turner

Hairy horns are made for wearing

by the rhinos on their faces,

Where the handsome creatures

use them as nature intended.

That hairy proboscis has real meaning

only to that ancient lineage.

 

If you doubt your own virility so much,

Powdered rhino horn won’t help you touch

the false heights that you wrongly perceive,

that hairy horn will let you achieve.

 

Leave the rhino to enjoy their lives,

Think only of them as your children.

Would you chop off your childs’ face?

Shoot your child and let it bleed to death?

Just so you could get an erection

or some false idea of health?

Just so you could make some money?

Leaving the once regal body,

bleeding, dying painfully and lonely?

It’s not clever or even funny.

 

I wonder, can you hold your head up high?

When you look upon that horn,

That was harshly chopped and torn,

From the prehistoric form?

Cruelly harvested in Africa,

Can you?

Can you?