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The winds howl and the rivers run, life exists under the burning sun.

The animals call this their home,there’s miles and miles for them to roam.

For their packs and families they will strive to find food and shelter to survive.

They fear us humans and so they should we’d destroy them all if we could.

The devastation that we cause to animals with hooves and claws.

Some of us try to protect them so we will never see them go.

 From grace and beauty they will live and for humans not a care they’ll give.

There’s lots and lots that we can do, so we don’t only see animals in a zoo.


By Stephen courtnell

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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