Numbat
By Darcy M
Published 24 September 2023
The Numbat's black eyes like endless darkness
stretching across the sky hoping
to be saved, hoping, hoping...
Sunlight splatters across the leaves
and down to the floor where the Numbat lay,
in pain and being hunted.
Their feet thumping across the ground
running, running
never stopping, just running.
The beautiful little Numbat nibbles
At tiny orange gems sparkling on the dusty brown floor,
thinking he's safe when he is always being watched.
How long until the flame of hope runs out?
The wax melting, melting.
With the cats,
And foxes,
And with the bushfires too.
We must protect all
animals including one
The Numbat