While that rich American dentist and the hunting industry at large scramble for excuses and justifications for their actions, your rivals will already have killed your cubs and settled into your territory. Yes, those weak ones who could not challenge you now run your kingdom.
You, Cecil, are the reason I am a proud African. Your spirit, your grace and your courage epitomise my Africa. You are the reason my team and I do what we do.
I am so sorry that you had to endure 40 painful hours with an arrow lodged in your body, that you were then shot, beheaded and skinned – turned into a trophy for a man whose only understanding of Africa is that our laws cannot protect you from his money. I am sorry that more was not done to protect you and I am outraged that you and your kind are seen not as kings, but as commodities.
On a selfish level I am sorry because I will never see you with my own eyes.
RIP big guy, and know that many of us humans DO care, and we are trying, desperately, to fight for you and yours.
A luta continua!