The animals heard,
That thunderous sound again,
Of bulldozers,
Coming closer,
Turning the thick jungle,
Into thin shrubs,
And they know,
They have to move again,
And look for new shelters,

The snakes slither away,
The elephants thump their feet,
The lions roar powerlessly,
The parrots squeak helplessly,
Even the snails sigh weakly,
It's not fair,
They are tired, hungry and thirsty,
And without a place to call their homes..

With Love, Athirah