Like executioner of olde
he leads the ragged, gentle giant
around and around and around
Medieval citizens echo hushed remarks
dead eyes roll in giant's head
elephant spirit crushed long ago
Birds chirp as waves slap nearby
giant calls to mother and mate
returns a sacred sound
Invisible call, invisible bond
never beaten with ankus
by Executioner of Olde
1999 By Diana Morton.
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