Jon M. Nelson
How can the world really be at peace,
When it is slowly being destroyed?
When any species becomes extinct,
It will definitely leave a void.
How will we tell the future generations,
That they don't have the pleasure,
Of knowing and understanding
How much these animals were a treasure?
Too many species are no longer here,
Because man just could not foresee,
How he'd lead them to their extinction,
By his completely senseless killing spree.
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