I don't live in Africa, never have, but it really isn't just about Africa. It's more a euphemism for all of the wildlife and wild areas in this world.
as for the cut/paste:
I will be posting the same comment for each poem, so that those that have not read any others still get the benefit of the comment. So here it is:

I don't claim to be a poet. But I figure if I can't post artwork (cause, even though I do have some to post, its either a)not anthro b)good, but not enough to get me to post on this site cause I am intimidated, or c)can't get my husband to show me how to use the scanner, and get it to the laptop that shares some files with our main computer (I'm not technically minded).
In any case, again, I figure I can at least post poems, of which I do have, can type, etc...
Since most people do not wish to click on "download" to read someone's stuff, I will also be typing it here, in the description, to give quicker, not need to download, access. They're all pretty short poems anyway, so it's cool.

One Last Glance

As I look upon my Africa I see emerald trees and turquoise rivers. The dashing antelopes fly from spotted leopards, as graceful giraffes gallop towards distant seas.
But I turn my head a ways and find black, hideous disaster just north of this precious scene. Monstrous machines trudge here and there killing all they see.
I quickly look back to the beauty, but am too late to catch a last glance of my love.