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thin and ragged, keen of eye, I run along the shore.
I must eat something today to stay alive
clearcut slopes offer no shelter, winter forests have no food
hunger drives us to the village if our pack is to survive
I must eat something today to stay alive
some kelp, some mussell shells along the shore,
hunger drives us to the village if our pack is to survive
In these fields I found a rabbit once before
I eat some kelp, some mussel shells along the shore
"If you see Two-Legged, run!" my mama said.
In these fields I found a rabbit once before.
What is Two-Legged holding - why have my eyes gone red?
"If you see Two-Legged, run!" my mama said.
clearcut slopes offer no shelter, winter forests have no food
what is Two-Legged holding - why have my eyes gone red?
Bleeding, too late, I remember: "Run!" my mama said.
Peggy Goetz's wonderful prompt at Poetry Jam this week is The Beast In You. Peggy encourages us to speak from the point of view of an animal, a topic dear to my heart. The critters are struggling to survive these days, especially in my valley, where they are clearcutting all the slopes as fast as mechanically possible. All manner of wildlife are emerging from lost habitat and too many are being shot as a result, for simply being displaced and hungry. My heart aches for them, every last one.
