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


