New TCBH! poem by resident poet Gary Lindorff: 'Riding the elephant'

There is an elephant lying

flat out on the ground,

depressed, wasted.

His life is giving rides.

I know exactly how he feels,

that’s the crazy part.

Believe me,

some days I am lying in the dust,

my beautiful body

that was created to inhabit wide open spaces,

succumbing to the crush of gravity,

inert,

imprisoned by the scale

of what used to be my strength!

My skin, just as cracked and creviced

as my drought-stricken Mother. . .

For the rest of this new poem by GARY LINDORFF, resident poet at ThisCantBeHappening!, the uncompromised, collectively run, five-time Project Censored Award-winning online alternative news site, please go to: www.thiscantbehappening.net/node/3146