With amber eyes he watches.
Over his pack,
his family.
Strong together as they hunt for survival.
With angry eyes he sees.
Fences across land,
men with guns,
and a thrill.
He only kills to survive.
With sad eyes he looks.
At sharp traps,
the soft furs of his pups.
They didn't run to survive.
So he asks,
why did he survive?
COMMENTS
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Angelus
15:31 Apr 28 2011
I like this..