Poem: Beep (Holding Hands)

Not a part of Elephants, just inspired by a tweet.

Poem: Footsteps of an Elephant

This is the last poem made for the compilation Elephants. Its been one heck of a year. New poetry year/compilation title announced sometime in June (as usual).

We used to be in the pack
Skilled in a few things
Loud in the immature things
Our lives were tinged with the dust of our forerunners