I Am - Thylacine

• Ben Handley, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2013

I am special but gone forever
I wonder if I was to be the last of my kind
I hear the guns still firing
I see my brothers and sisters falling
I want to escape
I am special but gone forever
I pretend the others are still there
I feel that they shouldn't be gone
I touch what used to be the forest floor
I worry that they're coming for me next
I cry for the others
I am special but gone forever
I understand that we are hunted
I say that I shouldn't be the last
I dream of being back with my family
I try to be free
I hope that I really am not the last one
I am special but gone forever