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My pride, my statement,
What defines me,
Thou taketh from me!
Leaving me for dead.
Starts like a death sting,
and am stripped of my priceless tusks.
Irony is,
You visit my home donning them:
-earrings, bracelets of the ivory of death,
Without my voice though, I cannot warrant your arrest.
Yours truly,
The Elephant
My source of life,
What supports me,
Thou taketh from me!
Begins with a cynical roar from a powered chainsaw,
and am stripped of my arm-like branches.
Irony is,
You need me to clear the carbon dioxide,
But you burn me to ash,
With the wrath of hell's fire.
But without a voice, I cannot sue you.
Yours truly,
The Tree.
My clear crystal surface,
Reflection of Mother's beauty,
What supports life,
Thou taketh from me!
Leaving me buried in sand crevices and cracks,
Begins with one block of cement,
And am denied my multitude of water droplets.
Irony is,
You need me to fill the dam, produce maximum megabytes.
But am voiceless,
I can only soak my tears in saline waters.
Yours truly,
The Water
We lose our pride,
Heritage,
Diversity,
For we lack voice.
Leaving us the poached, torched and dried up voiceless beings,
In you, however, we seek a voice.
Yours truly,
The Forgotten Voiceless
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