The Wildebeast
Save this animal from it's fate.
Before it is too late.
Don't sit back and watch the sight.
Of thousands of animals, day and night.
Pile up dead.
Help to save them.
You can too.
Don't talk, see it through.
A thousand drivers, mechanics, all.
A thousand bulldozers to move the dirt.
We can make it work.
They must migrate for food.
We can make the way.
For them to come and go.
Without the agony they show.
You must not go away this year.
Give the money to save them.
Or, turn your back and kill them.
Sit on your sofa and watch them die.
With not even a sigh.
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