Retreat to the retreat

Existence under the African sun is unique,

It offers an array, like no other

Terrain rugged and lush

Journey to the stars of the show,

The flora unique and fauna who roam

Experience to be observed by everyone, never owned

Dust dispersed,

It fogs the view

And settles to reveal nothing.

Where are these creatures?

Where have they gone?

Pained irresponsibility,

Extinction looms.

“That’s a shame, what’s for lunch?”

Retreat to the retreat

A sighting finally,

Majestic and true,

What we came to see

Harsh realisation,

A statue untrue.

Is this what is left?

No reality

Retreat to the retreat

©️ Lisa Moralee McLardy