Black-Flanked Rock-Wallaby

The Black-Flanked Rock-Wallaby, 

has a life that can't be lived happily. 

As their lives slowly tip over, 

any day could be the end of their nova. 

Their tan, brown fur, 

Their glistening eyes that stir. 

A fine long tail that swishes, 

With a life span that could’ve lived many wishes.  

But as their predators slowly make them lunch, 

Crunch, they are dead in a simple munch. 

With just one single decision, 

Their lives could be rebuilt, restored, revived in a vision. 

The beauties are the belle of the ball, 

The beautiful autumn leaves in fall. 

But most importantly, 

The Black-Flanked Rock-Wallabies still standing could be free.