Your eye swollen, your being pained,
Dear wounded elephant, torn from your family, chained in our zoos.
Our human eyes weep, swollen with tears,
That history has trumped love.
We avert our eyes in shame.
The best in humans, Joanna helped to heal,
But the wounds run deep as the river's blood,
And the blows have had their toll.
Do you feel guilt? We do not know.
But we, as humankind, should, and wail.
We trumpet a vow now to you, our kin,
To open the eyes of people everywhere,
That they will see, and know, and care.
We will never forget.
For you do not,
And we are you.
[Copyright 2006. May be reproduced, forwarded, and distributed with author's name included]