*Illustration reference: RSPCA.org.uk
Not meant to be yet inevitable
Clash ‘tween kinds irrevocable
Fragility of nature, delicate balance
Humans destroy with such nonchalance
The damage that’s left, a sickly sight
A tender bae with will to fight
A crooked limb, a broken wing
A brood abandoned, poor wretched things
And yet the hand of their destroyer
Catches and cradles, benevolent foil
Will rescue the beast who has eluded
Notice until its pasture’s included
In ruinous plan, a path of destruction
Razed by weapons of mass construction
The needs that were snatched are duly replaced
With bottles and needles, shattered bones braced
Time has no meaning, the clock is not watched
Nature takes over what human has botched
Some will recover and others will die
Compelled is the nurser with staunchness to try
Reverse the debasement that people have wrought
We who laid snare without study or thought
Must open our eyes, as much open our hearts
Temper the pace at which we tear apart
Most of all give much more than we gain
With gestures of mercy, bring ease to their pain…
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