It is another one I wrote on my trip around Zimbabwe. It is basically trying to say that the main problem with this Rhino thing is the ****ards who are buying the stuff. The poachers themselves are the puppets on their "Fools Errand".
Lyrics
Copyright Joanne Cooper and Herb Hartley
The sun shines over distant mountains 6:30 we creep
Moving slowly with measured footsteps CAUTIOUS silence we keep
There is one not too far away Look at these tracks
treasure chest food on my table Clothes on my childrens backs
Fools errand fools errand Fools errand they say
Fools errand fools errand Fools errand they say
Ranger CROUCHING one shot rings out light fades to black
One poacher one more poacher who's never coming back (from that)
Fools errand fools errand Fools errand they say
Fools errand fools errand Fools errand they say
HALF A MILLION rhinos used to roam the plains
A couple thousand still alive today
(The rhino is now critically endangered)
Fools errand fools errand Fools errand they say
(How do we stop this slaughter)
Fools errand fools errand Fools errand they say
Fools errand fools errand Fools errand they say
Fools errand fools errand Fools errand they say
(At this rate our rhinos will become extinct as early the year twenty twenty five
we must not give up)