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In the Great Bear Rainforest,
home of black bear and grizzly,
wolf and whale and deer,
I walk, Spirit Bear, with my cub.
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Among thousand year old cedar,
I take shelter. Along the shore
I find roots and berries and salmon
to feed my small one.
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Long time back, Great Bear
walked these lands alone,
but now Two-Leggeds come
to fell the Standing People.
When the trucks roll in,
and the metal saws whine and shriek,
we run, seeking sanctuary.
But no matter how far
into the woods
we travel, they always
follow.
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In the forest, the grapple-yarders.
In the air, helicopters,
to lift the big trees out.
No where
is there safety,
a place to rest.
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Along the beach, boats full of tourists
come to stare, the whales blowing hard
and diving deep, swimming fast
while the boats
relentlessly follow.
Sometimes the people raise cameras,
and sometimes guns.
Yet they think we are
the dangerous ones.
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Back and forth we run,
from forest to beach,
looking for food and safety
and a Place Where They Are Not.
My heart aches for my young one,
as our lives
grow harder.
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The Great Bear Rainforest is a jewel of the northern Pacific Coast. Home to Spirit Bear and thousand year old cedar, it is supposedly "protected", which means "only" 50% of those fast disappearing old growth trees will be logged. Logging roads now wind through what once was pristine sanctuary, which any sane society would preserve simply because it is one of the last old growth forests left, not to mention wildlife needing habitat. Future generations will look back at us in horror.
This is posted for Peggy's prompt at Real Toads: write from the point of view of an animal in a place you've never been. Do check out the other links. There will be some good responses. Great prompt, Peggy!
