If the world..
had your heart, Abdul
What a place it would be..
You, who cried..
When you knew,
The Tasmanian Tiger
Was extinct before you..
Before you were ever born
But you cried for it
Soaked your pillow
“Why? Why did they kill them all?
They weren’t dangerous! They didn’t do anything!”
You who asked me once
With your hands on your shaking head
“How do people do this?
How do you steal something?
How do you kill someone?
You who wave at strangers and say
It’s a game ..
you wave and see who waves back”
And people always wave back to you, my love
If only the world had you heart, Abdul
What a place it would be
The Tasmanian Tiger is believed to have been hunted to extinction in the 20th century. There is actually a video of the last one known to survive, in the 20s I believe. Despite its official classification as extinct, sightings are still reported, though none has been conclusively proven.
It was a relatively shy, nocturnal creature, but a formidable predator. It was one of the rare marsupials where both the male and the female have a pouch that can protect the young.
Such a beautiful animal, so like you; merciful, shy, rare, caring-for-the-young Abdulrahman (which in Arabic means servant of the All-Merciful ).
Maybe you’ll be the one to discover there are still some Tasmanian Tigers left. Maybe you’ll be the one to capture them on camera when you grow up to be a wild life photographer, like you say you want to be.
There is always hope. As long as there are hearts like yours Abdul, there is always hope.
Painting above retrieved from: the depths of my heart.
Poem and image published with the permission of : Abdulranman, 9