Beautiful creatures of the night
who will care about your plight
So very misunderstood
but survive you should
You were put here for a reason
but have been persecuted for treason
Survive in the wild you must
else nature be unbalanced I trust
So few of you are still alive
we must find a way for you to thrive
Once a proud creature and one of distinction
but I fear you are headed for certain extinction
So many want to see you dead
tis a fate I so dread
History has painted an unfair image of you
but truth has little with it to do
Killing only when hungry, that is your style
to accomplish this you may travel many a mile
Never has a healthy wolf attacked a human being
but my furry friend, we are just not seeing
That only sick and frail animals is what you prey upon
hopefully soon on your horizon will be a new dawn
One of hope, of an ancient belief come true
as Indians thought so highly of you
The Creator put all creatures big and small
here on this great big spinning ball
We have already lost so many others
why must we see you as the enemy and not as brothers
It is not up to us to choose your fate
but sadly your numbers fall at such a fast rate
I do not wish for it to happen, for it to be true
that our children will only know of you from the zoo
I pray that doesn't happen too fast
oh please Creator, don't let today be their last~
Author Unknown
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