I’ve had a busy night
You don’t understand my plight
The countryside’s my home
I feel so alone
You humans don’t seem to care
Strewing your litter everywhere
Why desecrate my world?
You don’t even seem concerned
This lush green land is where I live
But when my babies die I can’t forgive
Snarled in that mangled can
Killed by the hands of man
Just a baby, she saw the glint
The can covered with your fingerprints
The can she thought was possibly food
Your can took the life of one of my brood
This land we live in is not ours
So while we drive round in our fancy cars
Don’t wind down the window and throw litter out
Remember there’s always wildlife out and about!
Joanne C Hicks copyright ©️ Pembrokeshire Poet
24th June 2025
Author of Eloquent, a collection of poems - available on Amazon
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