What brought you here to man made motor way <br />From your safe and wooded sanctuary for to stray? <br />And blow flies lay their eggs on you today <br />For maggots for to eat your flesh away. <br /> <br />I search for brake marks driver did not brake <br />To spare you your life no effort he did make <br />He appeared to make no effort to swerve clear of you <br />No mercy for a harmless kangaroo. <br /> <br />One thud, one groan and he kept racing on <br />And another kangaroo just dead and gone <br />And today perhaps he chuckle with delight <br />As he tell his friends 'I killed a roo last night'. <br /> <br />Your ancestors lived here before the black man came <br />Centuries before humans set foot on Austral shore <br />Then white men came and left their trail of shame <br />And kangaroos they slaughtered by the score. <br /> <br />The race of roo man set out to destroy <br />Through gun and dog and unfenced motor-way <br />But race of kangaroo refuse to die <br />Though numbers keep decreasing by the day. <br /> <br />On your soft gray fur the blow flies their eggs lay <br />And you've gone the way that many roos have gone before <br />But you've got your descendants in those woods not far away <br />And the race of roo will live forever more.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-a-kangaroo-dead-by-the-highway/
