Poem: "Toomai of the Elephants", from my favorite childhood novel, The Jungle Book

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Rudyard Kipling

"Toomai of the Elephants"


I will remember what I was, I am sick of rope and chain–
I will remember my old strength and all my forest affairs.
I will not sell my back to man for a bundle of sugar-cane:
I will go out to my own kind, and the wood-folk in their lairs.

I will go out until the day, until the morning break–
Out to the wind’s untainted kiss, the water’s clean caress;
I will forget my ankle-ring and snap my picket stake.
I will revisit my lost loves, and playmates masterless!

Comments

[hakeber.livejournal.com]

It has been a coons age since I read that one.

Yes.