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They look to the heavens to the skies above

For this is where the Ancestors live with love


They look to us here on the land

To keep them safe from the power of man


Who knows the knowledge they carry within

The secrets they hold underneather their skin


How much beauty and wonder do we lose

When they disappear from the choices we choose?


From "looking after" to "belonging to"

When did we stop knowing what to do?!


And can we change it before its too late?

Can we turn it around before they escape?


It only takes one just one at a time

It only takes one to change their mind!


Cheree Stokes (C) 25/04/2021



MV Steve Irwin

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