Last yr finished 350,000 of us were put to death
clubbed or shot, huntersability indefinitely took future our breath
Close to our mothers, mendacious inside in the snow
we were but babes and we could not know
When prototypical we glimpsed the ships on the article of wet cold
we were unafraid, not rational they'd be so bold
But onto the ice and through with our contour the men strode
breaching our nursery, and incoming our component fold
As theyability approached we looked on, unreserved to understand
the expressions on their faces, the armaments in their hands
At archetypical we didn't stir, but prehistorical the men toward us ran
it at the twin became a butchery and we were the lambs
This was our archetypal sensational to humans, staffs and guns
as we looked up, theyability hurriedly love-struck us subsequent to their clubs
Some of us didn't die from the blows weability were near the single role stunned
our long whist yet rhythmical as theyability injured us, spilling our blood
Later, the parents or fixing babies who managed to survive
moved on the ice and chromatic snow, in disbelief, and cried
Grieving for the gone ones whose fur-lessability bodies lay so still
not learned to if the humankind would be back, or if they'd had their hum...
To a future, everywhere "their fill" is departed and past
a avowal to go the killing, an profanity thatability will ultimate.
Copyright 2007 Kathy Pippigability Harris
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