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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Africa (03/05/09)

TITLE: Eagle’s Eye view of savannah splendour
By Josiah Kane


The glorious lioness once basked beneath the tree
Revelling in her kingdom, all that she could see.
Mighty herds of zebra wandered through the plains
Grazing on the high-veldt’s all-abundant grains.
Proud and noble cheetahs streaked along with flying claws.
Light-footed antelope fled their glistening silver jaws.
And the eagle gazed over this with his piercing eye.
Watching from his airy perch built into the sky.

The buffalo baby staggered onto fragile little feet.
Then ran beside his family as all began to eat.
The huge but happy hippo, a heavy, clumsy beast,
Continued his contented life of uninterrupted peace.
Monkeys played at snowballs with orange, peach, and plum.
Baboons beat babies’ bottoms like a minuscule blue drum.
And the eagle gazed over this with his piercing eye.
Watching from his mountain nest raised up so high.

Victoria’s cascade tumbles in a veil of pure white.
Causing all surrounding turf to sprout up fresh and bright.
A dozen rolling grassy hills softly dip and flow,
Then they slide gently back to the tranquil plateau
Acacia, Mango, Baobab—proud, firm and tall they stand
Grant shade and food and refuge to each creature in the land.
And the eagle surveys the countryside with his piercing eye.
Claiming all his territory with his stately cry.

Beneath his flight, impoverished, this lovely land now lies.
Gazing on the destitute he wails his mournful cries.
A valueless pile of rubble, a mound of rot and rust.
This “House of Stone”, Zimbabwe, crumbled but to dust.
The trees are slashed, the beasts are slain, the Falls are left alone
Even man, for all his might, must starve, bereft, alone.
The pride of Zimbabwe gazes, tears in his piercing eye.
Upon the land, so bountiful, that evil has sucked dry.

Author’s note:

This poem is set in Hwange, West Zimbabwe, a bountiful region including a nature reserve of world renown, and near to the famed Victoria Falls. The park has been decimated by the economic disaster in the country, and most of the animals have been slaughtered for food. This is but one of the catastrophes that has impoverished this truly beautiful land.

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Loren T. Lowery03/12/09
Your poet's heart is evident here as you describe this world and bring life to the creatures its land. I'm thinking you must have had fun searching for certain rhymes to keep your theme consistent and it looks like you did a good job. Very enjoyable!
Lynda Schultz 03/12/09
Excellent poetry. I love how you tied it together with the eagle's viewpoint. The message is clear—how sad that we, who were entrusted with caring for God's creation, are so quick to destroy it.
Norma-Anne Hough03/12/09
You have captured the essence of Africa with its beautiful animals in this piece of poetry. Thank you. What has happpened in Zim is indeed sad, we can only hope and pray that one day peace and stability will return.
Charlie Comerford03/13/09
What a gut wrenchingly tragic poem. Zimbabwe has truly suffered greatly these past few years and your poem is a wonderful yet grave reflection of that. Well done.
Karlene Jacobsen03/14/09
Your poem is beautifully written.
Coleene VanTilburg 03/16/09
It was like I was on my own African Safari from above...safely gazing down at all of God's magnificnet creations...and yet seeing the tradgedy that man has made of it. This is a picture of God looking down on the whole world...Our hope that Jesus is our savior and may those in Zimbabwe hear the word as well. Beautifully written, thanks.
Judy Meyers03/20/09
You have a way with words. I can see the picture so clearly. Thank you for your heart's message.
Charla Diehl 03/24/09
Congratulations on your deserving placement with this poem. The descriptive words you chose made this piece come alive with vivid pictures in my mind. Great job and your message comes across loud and clear too--we must all be good stewards of God's creation.