The howl of a wolf
Driven from her home
The wail of an elephant
Shot down for his precious tusks
The lament of a polar bear
Wandering in search of untouched ice
They are nature’s plea

The moan of a tree
Torn from its sacred ground
The cry of a dolphin
Caught in a blood-red net
The scream of a seagull
Caught in suffocating oil
They are nature’s plea

A plea to stop destroying
But instead to create
A new world
Where seagulls fly free,
Where dolphins frolic happily,
And where elephants graze without fear

It is a plea to repair the equilibrium of nature
To not blot out the stars with smoke
But to dance with them
Raising hands, paws, flippers, hooves
In celebration
Of a darkened world
Brought back to the light