Lily L.

Perspective Poem

I am a sand cat

I wonder if I could survive

I hear a man walking toward me

I see him load his gun

I want to run

I am scared

I pretend I am already dead

I feel him walk away with disappointment

I touch the ground with my feet once again

I understand there is only 200 left of me,
I needed to protect myself

I say to myself I can do anything

I dream of getting an award

Please help us save sand cats there are only 200 left in the world.