Sad as a human

Wish I could understand. And so pleased I don't. Imagine lifting a gun to a rhino. Seeing its eye. Its magnificence. All that it represents. And being ok with yourself to take the shot for money. For many this may be an act one takes in desperation. Sadly many more participate for greed. That corruption is a part of this is overwhelming. I drove home tonight and was so aware of all the lights. All the humans. The enormous impact we are having on our planet. With no regard for the need for a balanced measured heartfelt approach to life that is required to secure not only the rhinos existence, but also our own. We all have the capacity to love. To tread lightly. And the fact that none of us do this with 100 percent conviction means that we cannot judge those that lift the guns. So hard to be human
Let's pray that we learn this rhino lesson in good time. So that these dark eyed angels live for many generations on our planet.
Let love find a way. Please. I dream of a time I can be proud to be a human among creatures great and small.
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