Tasmanian devil

Scurrying through the cascading night

Ghostly growls haunting the calm air

Teeth sharp as a knife filling you with fright

Dark fur of dim darkness.

Running, trotting, trying to escape the hallucinating infections

Tearing us apart, vanishing at vast

Few numbers, no one left

Disappearance remaining unanswered

Agony and pain leaving us empty

Mealiness and deserted, the words that describe our pity

Emotion of suffering, nothing else

Loneliness, nothing but myself

Broken, what shall we do

When there is zero sight of us at all

When we look up, we don’t look up to you

We look up with the despair that is still left in our life view

Help save us

Help cure us

Help free us

From you