You are in there somewhere

Where you and your herd roam

Within the imposing deep dark forest

is your concealed and safe home

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You are our neighbour we rarely see

Just knowing you are there

wild and free

Fills our heart with joy and glee

Silver white in the haze

Magical and mystical 

it is impossible not to gaze

With the bright sun reflecting 

your majestic horn appears ablaze

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With a heart so pure 

even evil is afraid

You help to reassure 

there is good

when we feel unsure

🌑

As the gusty wind blew 

I’m sure 

I saw

a glimpse of you

To have your strength of heart

For we crave the glorious smell

of freedom

To force our chains

to expel

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To have your keen sight

For we desire to be shrewdly aware

of mischief

To sidestep humanity’s

snare

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With your spirit

we are united

You protect us

from being

unsighted

Abchanchu sneers through the blackness

nature retreats from his sight

For he is the dark

the night

the not living

🌑

With each solemn step

grass dies underfoot

murkiness left behind

no life

just the absence of all

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Even the moon hides

so not to be observed

The apparition consumes

all

that catches his gaze

🌑

Once every seven years

he rises

once every seven years

stay hidden

to not be seen

What am I?

A husband

father

friend

🌑

I’m a kaleidoscope of many things

None shine brightly

The whole is a dull shimmering light

With occasional flares of colour

🌑

I’m a chameleon to many

I am what you want

Different for each person

But that is not me

🌑

I am a kaleidoscope of many things

Adorable cutes of the Indian Ocean

Their cuddly faces

cause a delightful emotion

🌑

Madagascar is their home

We need save their habitat

so they can continue to roam

🌑

Humankind in it’s “wisdom”

Destroys the rain forests

to expand its kingdom

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As King Julien would say

“They are aliens! Savage aliens from the savage future!”

Let’s right our wrong

and let them continue to play

This is not what he saw

when he was young

A mere boy with dreams to be fulfilled

Boundless options

endless possibilities

Or so the boy believed

🌑

Whatever happened to that boy

Who lived in a world inside his mind

A place where he could be

whatever he wished

Here he was safe

cushioned from reality

🌑

The boy

The dreamer

🌑

Where did the boy go

Did he became lost in the jungle of life

the suffocating ocean of pressure

the endless desert of responsibility

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I like to think that the boy

has found his safe place again

and has time to make a dream

🌑

Whatever happened to the boy who dreamed?