Born in 1974,
I was rescued in south Sudan,
A year or so old - not much more,
I went to live in zoos of man.
A northern white rhino, just one
Of only a few left alive,
Because much poaching has been done.
Forty some years I did survive.
The humans called me Nola, and
I lived my ambassador role
To help humans to understand.
But then age illness took its toll.
I know my keepers try to keep
Back tears as they put me to sleep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem