Last yr all over 350,000 of us were put to death
clubbed or shot, huntersability forevermore took in the sticks our breath
Close to our mothers, unreliable inside in the snow
A little example:
we were but babes and we could not know
When prototypical we glimpsed the ships on the the deep cold
we were unafraid, not thinking they'd be so bold
But onto the ice and through with our contour the men strode
breaching our nursery, and ingoing our part fold
As theyability approached we looked on, straight-out to understand
the expressions on their faces, the military strength in their hands
At first we didn't stir, but medieval the men toward us ran
it swiftly became a carnage and we were the lambs
This was our first discovery to humans, staffs and guns
as we looked up, theyability rapidly ill us next to their clubs
Some of us didn't die from the blows weability were next to the unshared intent stunned
our perennial cards yet brisk as theyability gashed us, spilling our blood
Later, the parents or constraint babies who managed to survive
moved on the ice and reddish snow, in disbelief, and cried
Grieving for the nowhere to be found ones whose fur-lessability bodies lay so still
not astute to if the world would be back, or if they'd had their pullulate...
To a future, where "their fill" is absent and past
a warrantee to retire the killing, an wickedness thatability will last.
Copyright 2007 Kathy Pippigability Harris
If you would like to help, the Humane Social procession of the Consolidated States is a noteworthy introduction on.
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