Imagine
I heard the song last night
And now read the story in the morning:
Forty percent of vertebrates gone
From planet Earth,
Sixty-six (the number of books
In the Protestant Bible) by
The middle of our new century
Why do these die?
In part, because they do
And in part because we kill them
There are two ways to feel convicted,
Each way requiring a life
Will we let our world live? Will
We let our charges thrive
Or maybe better yet
Simply leave them be?
We have pushed living
Over the cusp of extinction
Pulling back destructive practices
Under the edge again
Might hurt
But it’s pain we’ve earned,
The cost of killing kingdoms
And the genus
Try feeding creature kinds
More like kindred we respect;
Tend if only for a while
Then we might inspire
Conclusions for a future
Place
And process
C L Couch
“Imagine a world without animals. You’ll soon see how much we need them”
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