The Clearing
Hopping, jumping, running…
threatened species fearfully seeking shelter
in native woodland and scrub
Evacuating the hectares of the clearing
Whilst a petrified baby koala clings to his mother tight
between massive cut logs, which yesterday were thriving trees.
Two centuries of deforestation and now nearly fifty percent of the bush lifeless
For beef cattle production, to export.
Where the destruction affects the animals leaving them homeless,
Where the circle of life is broken due to the wickedness and greed of mankind,
The children gasp for air.
Copyright © Paris-Maree Boreham | Year Posted 2023
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