They fear our voices,
be wary of the presence,
even little of our movements,
alerts more, than dreaded predators,
for, they were terrified, of us human.
And I wonder,
should they lose caution,
seeking foods or shelter
or suspect, remain vigilant...
Of dangers, our kind possesses.
Some might not have options
been surrounded by our settlements,
lured by the leftovers, in the garbage,
or consequences of habitat losses,
forcing them out, of their dwellings.
Taken away from their kin,
marketed as pets or exhibits,
they can't have moment of peace,
being trapped, within the gatherings,
of men, using them for their needs.
Adding insult to the injury,
they were hunted, for misplaced glory,
for exotic pleasures, not a necessity,
chased, captured, made a plaything,
as they slowly keep on fading...
Into extinction.
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