Explanation: This picture inspired me as it shows that everything needs something for it to eat or drink, as the butterfly needs nectar, and is going to the “what looks like a flower to me” to get that in its system.
The butterfly flew down that familiar route once more. He saw the weird, golden turning objects, and the flowers that he had came for. He went over to one, and started to get the nectar. None came. He flew to the next one and he had the same result. He got a bit nervous. The flowers always had nectar in them. They had been there for 5 years, and they could always get the nectar out. Now two of them were all drained out. He flew over to each and every one, only to gain more disappointment and become worrisome. They had drunk all of the nectar, and now it was gone. Their life was over. There was no food in the place they were. There were no drinks in the place they were. Except for the oh-so familiar nectar. But now that it was gone, they had nothing else. They over hunted the flowers like humans over hunted mammoths. The butterfly came back to his colony. Others were ready to go to the flowers, but he stopped them, and told them the bad news. Chaos was brought out, and the colony went crazy. They would soon be like the flowers. Extinct. It was only a matter of time. And it was their entire fault.