The Rhino and the President

by | May 30, 2016 | Poetry | 0 comments

He met a Prince once…
Trusted – dropped his guard
Came out into the open
For the world’s press
After all wasn’t he protected?

Millions of admirers
And a Prince saw him once
But it took a volley
Of bullets, from poachers
To bring him down

Like a President once…
In an open top cavalcade
Watched by the world
Bought down by two shots
After all wasn’t he protected?

One in death was respected
One was violated – de-horned
Both reported by mass media
An open wound
Unprotected

One had dined with World Leaders
The other – met a Prince once…

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