The sound of beautiful music necessitated an elephant die.
Now a bit of sanity has reached piano maker Kawai.
Along with Yamaha Company, they have finally seen the light,
Stopped making their keys of ivory, ending the elephants' plight.
To think this majestic animal is killed only for use of its tusk,
Used in pleasure products and we thought the killing was just.
The human ego is gigantic and such things do us amuse,
Without realizing damage to any species shortens our own fuse.
The death of an elephant is not pleasant to see. Falling, spastic.
All to make some keys, which are just as good in plastic.
Or provide some glamorous trinket to grace a woman's neck,
Is it worth the tragedy of killing? A species blithely wreck?
It was a matter of economics. Bottom line. Market share.
That really determined the policy and not that companies care.
For a lousy one percent of sales on their upscale product line,
They've decided not to use any ivory. That suits ecologists fine.
Any victory is to be cheered, which ends a mindless slaughter.
With such senseless acts, we ought continually brook no quarter.
Sad that such an action course is not born a humanitarian act.
Rather it is means that justify ends, with economics firmly backed.
Someday when we all visit the Great Accountant in the Sky
And line up there in our final queue to get our share of pie,
Let us hope Someone won't look at us and say with little fuss
"Move quickly to the rear, my friend, this is the elephant bus!"
Copyright © 2012 by Frank Koerner