Follow The Leader
We’re looking at the big picture
with the benefit of hindsight.
We followed the the conclusive spoor
on the advice of zoologists;
we raced through the trampled wheat
and the deserted high streets
following the pungent smell,
knowing we were on the right track.
Through bush and plain we followed,
egged on by the great white hunter
in the Emperor’s new safari suit.
Until at last we came upon definitive proof,
a massive defecatory pile,
at the edge of a cliff.
Our leader and the scientists disagreed.
The trail has stopped.
They could have turned back.
And Bwana Gemstone claimed
the beasts had jumped into water
so far below, it could not be seen.
There is no proof of that.
They could have retraced their tracks.
“Leaders do not follow
advice, but issue only orders",
Therefore we jumped,
while Gemstone waited
and watched what happened.
On our way down,
we heard the distant
trumpet of elephants.