Feelings of a rhino By Rujushree Borah
We are born as your pride,
But we are killed for your greed.
To wear a fake crown,
You all hunt us down.
For our priceless horns,
We all have to mourn.
We never committed any sin,
Then why are you all so mean?
All we need is peace,
Please grant us this one wish.
We are fading at a quick pace,
Stop hunting, to save our race.
From our hearts, we pray,
Please spare us today.