Unknowingly surrounded
by the carnivorous hungers of money
I eat at the leaves —
this dinosaur I am who plods
on four stumpy feet.

Horned I feel impregnable
armour is the priority of a lifetime.

Amidst all this plenty
have just joined the other meats
by a muddy river death trap.

A historian once advised us
that there was nothing to fear.
Extinction is a myth
started by rodents.