Just think of another moonrise
Without a mountain gorilla
To witness its glow
Or its crescent glimmer move across the sky
Another evening beginning
Without gentle eyes
To catch a glimpse of night
If the rhythm of the seasons is disturbed
And the bamboo shoots no longer sprout
Because the weather has changed so much
And brought disease
And drought
And loss of land
What is there left to eat?
What is left that’s wild?
Who is left to watch the skies?

 

And now the humans come too close
In search of mountain water and food
The words, critically endangered
Echo through the forests
As the numbers become so small
The words:
Absence
Extinction
Become like furnaces
In eyes that offer sunflowers
To say goodbye
Because the days are warmer
And the rain doesn’t arrive on time
Absence
Extinction
Heartbreak