Most of the carcass is off-camera
but the fake billionaire’s half-wit son smiles
holding up the severed tail & brandishing
a clean knife, too small to do the job

Clearly someone stands beyond the frame
bloody, sweat-soaked & bathed in grief
feeding his family with the kind of job
white people have offered black people

for 400 years, give or take
an elephant’s lifetime, the speed of a bullet.
On the back of the photo, he writes,
“Are you proud of me yet, Daddy?”