Your voice recalls our past in me

Dear human,

My legs are getting weak
running away from you.
This chase wouldn't not
seem as fair to you
if you only
knew
that I'd a family,
if you only
knew
that I was only protecting them.

Dear human,
This hunting wouldn't not
seem as fair to you,
if you only
knew
that I was hurt.

I said to my cubs
'be watchful and stillful
because of you!
Remember to keep the distance',
I told to my cubs, and if they'd
see you kin, I uttered a loud cry
'Run, run!'

The night has grew weary
as I listened for you
with the light of the moon
reflecting from both
of our eyes.

I still remember I saw
how you gathered
around the roaming fire,
telling stories of me.
After years, the nature
of these stories changed.
Firstly, I was a
fellow traveller,
one of the Spirits,
a brother, a guardian,
greatly respected.
Later, I became
a monstereous thing,
a bad one, a hated one.

But...before the years
went by...

I still recall what I heard
and thought then-
something so old, so old
that it was almost as a shadow
of the past, long gone.

"You took me away
from my mother
as a young,
But I - I was granted
forgetfullness
of our past
and once -
once we befriended
each other."

(Dear human,)

My time's running out.
This chase wouldn't not
seem as fair to you
if you only
knew
that I only wished for
to live my life
as a wolf.

Dear human,

My legs are getting weak
running away from you.
This chace wouldn't
seem as fair to you
if you only
knew
if you only
remember...

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

When we are running away. Being hunted. Hard to find hope. Good evening dear Sarah and thank you for sharing the amazing poetry. I could feel the energy and the fear in the words.
Coyote

[~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair]

Thank you for reading and comment. I appericiate it a lot.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Sarah.