Your long neck twists itself into a graceful question mark. Tall as a man your legs carry you to waters where you feed. Sloughs and ponds - even the occasional drainage ditches. You lend an elegance to the world. You do not destroy or plunder, but snack on fishy delights taken up in your sword of a bill. Blue heron, thrive. Your estuaries and flood plains are disappearing as civilization populates the earth. Pragmatists take the world as it is. Lovers of animals sorrow that one day you will be extinct. What do you add to this world? You are not a shopping mall or housing development. What you do is add grace and beauty to our world, making it a more beautiful place to live.
Progress sounds sensible and necessary - but we will lose the wonders of our world without caring for the inhabitants that the brain-dead consider extendable.