Over the years people did pretend,
loving nature and wanna be your friend.
But they never realised what in the end would be,
by following your trail and destroying your beauty.
When years went by life became a struggle for you,
why is it people do the things they do.
Don't they understand your nature at all,
can't they hear your emotional call.
Because of people hunting you, your pack falls apart,
that's what goes on in my mind and is breaking my heart.
When I hear you cry out loud for your missing sister and brother,
don't they know you have to live with one another.
Loneliness becomes more and more part of your life today,
why can't people not let you follow your own way.
Strength, beauty, compassion and loyalty,
If people only knew they would just let you be.
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Good poem 
