We live in a place
Where animal species
Are being Hunted
To near extinction
For their bones
For their fur
For their paws
And Yet
WE are not
On the endangered
Species list
WE are Forced To hide
by our mother's
WE are
Hunted
The day
WE start to breath
Codemned
By our own skin
For most of us
Who live
Long enough
WE know
If we are not with those
Who are human
We shall without a doubt
Lose body parts
To the machete
For the magic show
That starts
When they hunt
One of us
A Dying Breed