Extinct
Extinct
I saw a picture of the Tasmanian tiger
it was taken in 1964 and showed the last one on earth
I felt so sorry for the extinct animal
I was angry too here we go, white people to a place
that promises land we could not have where we came from
but what do we do eradicate animals that have lived
from time or long before human footprints.
Can you begin to image the loss when a living thing disappear
forever the burden of our guilt and now as the climate
of the world, chances are we will disappear to
Now I read a few animals might have survived which give
Hope to humankind. If they exist and not dream by dreamers
like me, one can only hope that men with guns will not
go hunting for a rare trophy
Copyright © Jan Oskar Hansen | Year Posted 2016
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