Death By Night
A Tuesday morning At the crack of dawn Comes a wretched smell And a common song... It?s the song of death And the smell of fear It happens each night When Hell ascends here Their life experience lost Snuffed out - so quick It?s their innocence gone That makes me so sick They LIVE as we do They experience LIFE We play and we laugh And that?s also their right But everywhere they go Their bright eyes observe That all us damn humans Have some arrogant nerve We steal their green land We build concrete roads We race our fast tires While their world explodes It explodes into sadness For some lay alone For hours and hours Inside their own home It?s their home you see... The Earth They breath with balance But they cannot flee There is no escape From the growth of man For the wilderness animals Cannot take a stand So I look at them lifeless Laying in the street Blood has been splattered A clear sign of defeat Their heads have been twisted Their small legs crushed Their innards now outwards Diminished to guts I understand these are "accidents" The intent rarely bad But the ending result Is never less sad So, fox of the forest Coons of the night Roos of Australia It?s for you that I write A solution not near For humans have got Stressors and parties and Compassion?s not sought Gullies or fences Bridges and signs I wish other people Had views such as mine There is an answer although money is key I promise, however, Compassion CAN BE It?s all about budget The money is there Toll after toll Dollars to spare Lobbies and politics Have the money we need To build the animals A road to be freed It takes our strong voices It takes intelligent thought To make the law makers Understand our plot It?s not rash or bleeding heart As I?ve often heard It is merely life love I extend to the world The world is of animals And I am just one But I know in my heart That compassion can be won For compassionate people Have powerful hearts Whatever the religion True Passion is smart Without the compassion Civility won?t reign And death by the roadside Is merely in vein It?s pathos I feel I wish all could see When folks joke about "road kill" It kills part of me!
Malini Patel
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