I remember I heard it in second grade
For the first time. Endangered, Soon to be gone. Strictly animals. She never got hers back, It ran with him, disappeared along The way, Along the trials and tribulations of life. He never had one, He was raised to have it shot as a boy. His father taught him to hate those with different Skin. Her mother taught her to hate those That had different DNA, Even though she was hurt by just one. It's all endangered, really, not just The giant otter and the blue whales, Wild water buffalos and green sea turtles, Japanese cranes and eastern lowland gorillas, Oh- And have some goddamn sympathy, Stop shooting 'em, Eating 'em, Running wild with 'em. Have some goddamn sympathy for The endangered species, Of the Human Heart.
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AuthorI like to write; point blank. This is a little piece of me that I get to share with the rest of the world, and hey, you know, maybe you'll appreciate it, maybe it'll do nothing for you. But my writing exists, and that's enough for me. © 2019 Silvia Iorio. All rights reserved.
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