03/12/2024
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~Before It’s Too Late~
When you find a life, fragile and small,
It’s not just a rescue, it’s a duty to call.
The pain of the moment, the urge to protect,
Please just do the right thing and give respect.
Hand him to those trained, who know what’s best,
Be honest, because he deserves nothing less.
For every delay, every moment too late,
Means more suffering, more sealed fate.
A wildlife carer, with hands more skilled,
Is left to fix what others have filled.
The wounds of neglect, the scars of delay,
Trying to undo what could’ve been saved.
It’s painful to see and harder still,
When life slips away despite every will.
To watch him fade after all that you’ve tried,
A heart full of sorrow, a soul that’s denied.
The things you can't fix, the damage you see,
Would never have happened if he’d been freed.
If only the call had been made at the time,
Perhaps he would’ve thrived, not fallen behind.
Because later we fight and give our all,
To what life remains, fragile and small.
But it’s hard to accept, harder to know,
That a simple choice could’ve helped him grow.
So when you find that baby, lost and alone,
Don’t wait, don’t hesitate, don’t make him your own.
Give him to the ones who know what to do,
Before it’s too late, before hope falls through.
~ Shai Ager
