I pace in circles
So the camera will see
Look hard at my stripes
There'll be no more after me.
"Deuteronomy 2:10", by The Mountain Goats.
Not gonna lie, I cried/was otherwise
very sad for a solid hour, the first time I listened to it. The topic of extinction, especially where it's humanity's fault is... hard to not cry about, for me.
"Then he'd look off someplace in the distance
At something only he could see
He'd say, 'All that's left now of the old days:
Those [censored] old coyotes and me.'
[...]
One morning, they searched his adobe
He disappeared without even a word
But that night, as the moon crossed the mountain
One more coyote was heard."
-"Coyotes", by Don Edwards