He looked ahead
Wilderness beckoned.
He looked behind,
Memories held back.
Elephants could remember
He always knew that
But the shackles were gone
Difficult to believe that
He had left his masters
He had escaped chains,
But a tiny regrets filled him,
As he thought of their remains.
He looked ahead at Wilderness,
His old childhood home.
He ran as fast as he could.
He was free to roam
Wilderness beckoned.
He looked behind,
Memories held back.
Elephants could remember
He always knew that
But the shackles were gone
Difficult to believe that
He had left his masters
He had escaped chains,
But a tiny regrets filled him,
As he thought of their remains.
He looked ahead at Wilderness,
His old childhood home.
He ran as fast as he could.
He was free to roam
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