With ivory, us

bemused see everything

beyond dust

till we lose it in the breeze

in which we long to thrive...

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If ivory must

be used for anything

beyond tusks,

may it be used for piano keys

to keep a song of souls alive...

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The elephant in the room

is too blind to see

it's beautiful

but that's what makes him perfect

to you and I --

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And if we remember anything,

let it be 

to forget everything

that ever brought us harm

or made us cry. 

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And let us not want things

that ivory brings,

but if those things must sell & buy...

Let 'em be piano keys,

and let us sing until we die.