Child Of The Rainforest

The leopard cub felt mighty good, It was a brand new day, As he surveyed the neighbourhood, Intent on nought but play... Without a single thought to harm, Just like a winsome child, Determined not to cause alarm, Just acting meek and mild... The sunshine spread across the plain, To wake each drowsy soul, As if to say, 'You've much to gain, Just get up, take control! ' Yet Man woke, too, with selfish needs, Beyond what God advised And Nature dies when Man succeeds, If life's not highly prized... The leopard cub could be the last Of all the leopards there, For Man was prone to acting fast Without a single care... Rainforests come, rainforests go, Man doesn't give a damn, For all Man's thoughts are go, go, go, For every scheme and scam... Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2014. The poem is based on the magnificent painting by Stephen Gayford, nb Google search gayfordgallery. Find more wildlife poems using Google search for the search phrase Stephen Gayford poetry.