Our Home’s Downfall
By Tosaron A
Everyday I remember the crackling of his flame,
His legs running as fast they could to set my home in shame,
My humble abode with the other rapidly depleting home,
Left to his remaining wrath to forever roam.
Then came the big unknown giants,
We shade from them in case they become tyrants,
Cutting down hectares of our trees,
We can do nothing so it’s for them to seize.
Our land is now completely barren,
Left to die and shrivel in famine,
Is this how the end will be,
Our home forgotten as ancient debris.
The rest of us koalas are left to lie,
No one to help us so why try,
The beauty and air is now so stale,
Our lives are weak and now so frail.
Some of us were taken and put in zoos,
As everyone goes it’s like there’s nothing to lose,
We now tread on nothing but broken ground,
We are worth nothing but a single pound.