Regent Honeyeater

Our beautiful regent honeyeaters have made a mark, 

Nesting in eucalypt treetops, hear them hark.

Reliant on select species of eucalypt and mistletoe,

Their habitat provides them with rich nectar flows.

Whilst we watch on with our observant eyes,

Our honeyeaters are fading away with the tide.

Populations of these gorgeous pollinators are increasingly falling,

Incessantly screaming out for help with hopeful and desperate callings.

Our stunning, elegant yellow and black bird,

Has quietly watched the tree cutters go absurd.

Tearing down their dark brown trees,

While we all sit here, helpless in the breeze.

It will never end, it will never stop,

Unlike the axes we continuously drop.

Critically endangered, under three hundred honeyeaters remain,

Land clearing must cease if population numbers are to ever regain.

Unfortunately it's only a matter of time,

Our fearless creatures' lives might be on the line

We must make it stop, let’s think to save,

We have to act now and stop this charade.