Bye Bye

They numbered in their billions.

   The Passenger Pigeons led a daily life.

   Then they flew to the exit.

   Bye bye.

   A Pig-footed bandicoot digs for food.

   It digs.

   Never to return.

   Bye bye.

   The red monkey. 

   On its knees, it begs.

   For a home.

   For freedom.

   For a wisp of joy, floating away.

   A cage, for its efforts.

   Why we do this, only God knows why.

   But we

   can

   stop.