The Curlew's Call

Beak to the ground,

Eyes to the sky,

In fishing nets found,

We don't want to die.

Keep flying! our leader calls,

While we fly to Japan.

Homes are built while ours fall,

Where will we land?

Justice slips out of our wings,

As journeys are made longer.

Humans are treated like kings,

As we weaken, they grow stronger.

Keep your nets and keep your trash,

Far away from our sea.

We are going extinct, we'll be gone in a flash,

Your caring is the key.