Chains

In Chains In the valley where I live there are no elephants and that’s sad for the children who have to go indoors and watch a wildlife program on TV to see one of those magnificent creatures. My valley is far from Africa and is full of olive, lemon and almond trees that make the landscape look like its been painted by Van Gogh, friendly mules too lend ambience, but sadly no elephants. Saw an elephant, once, at a fair it was chained to rusty iron looked forlorn gloomy eyes that often cried but it had resigned to its fate, that was a sad sight to see an animal robbed of its natural dignity.