Saving Whales
Author: Bill Roberts
Now I’ve topped upright head
with my beaver-skin cap,
I admire myself in the mirror,
resplendent in real-chamois shirt,
tanned leather pants, snakeskin belt,
and slick lizard boots.
Ah, of course, my necklace of
gleaming yellow bear teeth.
Yes, I’m ready to slip into my
precious coat of non-faux fox fur
and stride off proudly to meet
with friends of similar mind:
we’ve set ourselves a course,
perhaps impossible: Save the Whales.
(Published in the Winter 2005 issue of P.D.Q., Poetry Depth Quarterly)
Note: Written entirely with tongue in cheek. However, how many times have I seen doers of good setting off to save the world or whatever, outfitted with all the tell-tale trophies of animals or whatever, similar to the objects they’re bent on saving. ‘Tis a sobering sight to watch their plight. Poetry Depth Quarterly, alas, has become extinct, so indeed….save the whales! Save the magazines and newspapers! Save the printed word!
December 31st, 2009 at 4:50 pm
You should rename this Poem, “The Hypocritic Oath” LOL