Once it was buffalos,
Rhinos and hippos
By whom this noonday
Game was played;
Now it’s the cars of human beings
That nose each other
Out of the shade.
From: Currey, R.N., Collected Poems, 2001, David Philip & James Currey: Oxford & Cape Town, p. 19.
(https://books.google.com.au/books?id=vkivkL-OohwC)
Date: 1994
By: Ralph Nixon Currey (1907-2001)
From Troubles of The World 