Rest on the trees of Australia

As the number of greater gliders goes down

I can't help but listen to the sound

The sound of the radiant greater gliders. 

Day by day they fade away 

But still, no one helps

As I look into their eyes I see fear 

Fear of extinction 

We need to help them now or never.

If we don't, who will?

Every day a new animal goes extinct.

This is our time to help!