Little Frog
Little frog, sitting by the tree.
Little frog, what is it you see?
For you are just laying there,
Staring up at me.
Little frog, I must apologise,
For the clouding in your eyes.
And the despairing echo,
Of your terrified cries.
Little frog, we will both mourn,
For your family that has gone.
How long has it been since,
We heard their little froggy song?
We just plowed on through,
Goodbye pond, adieu.
Because we need it all,
All of the wetlands around you.
For food, we need the fields.
Houses, we need to build.
Factories, roads and much more,
Your home needs to be filled.
Little frog, please do not despair.
Because this happens everywhere.
While your home you must forgo.
A statue will replace it there.
You, as a golden little frog,
Maybe posing on a little log,
Isn't that not nice for you?
You'll be a little golden god.
A warning is what you're worth,
Your destiny since birth.
To warn of us humans,
And how we eat up this Earth.
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