The Blue-Tailed Wonder

Rustle! Rustle! A blue-tailed skink lurches out from behind the bushes.

It lays still as a log, death approaches it from the shadows. 

How does our culpable community respond?

We move on without feeling the slightest prick of guilt.

With its gleaming scales like the luminescent moon,

These innocent species have been cast into endangerment by our cruelty.

How would you like being bottled up and stared at for hours upon hours?

Poor blue-tailed skinks possess delicate, fragile hearts.

 Only one chance remains to save them from extinction's grasp.

Act carefully, continue being you, but the eco-friendly you,

So that they can continue being them.

It only takes you to create a cascade.