You have so few natural enemies
Who could get past that armour?
Only the most dangerous animal on Earth.
I close my eyes
and imagine you
receiving another body blow
from one of us.
Spinning edge up.
Left wobbling there
on your plastron fulcrum.
Knocked hard again and landing on your
Down to rocking side to side
on the hard asphalt
until someone gets you dead on.
And your killer probably
didn’t even know it.
But you were such a success,
until we popped up.
Annihilation in the West.
Prepackaged meat for the voyage in the bad old days
but now we’re kinder and
drain your habitat away for our money pits.
Poached to extirpation in the East.
Because, this is rich, you live a long time.
And what of the world
you hold up asking nothing in return?
Our western Indians
went only that far
Real Indians put in elephants too.
But the Africans
show our love hate more accurate
for they consider you either the
wisest of animals
or a trickster.
I can only hope you have
enough tricks up your shell for us.
You’ll need to hide far
and long enough to outlive us
for we are the Joker and laugh as we kill.
And not the Cesar Romero version either.
We are the psychopathic Heath Ledger version.