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Last twelvemonth finished 350,000 of us were put to death

clubbed or shot, hunters for eternity took distant our breath

Close to our mothers, deceptive nearby in the snow

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we were but babes and we could not know

When opening we glimpsed the ships on the water cold

we were unafraid, not reasoning they'd be so bold

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Taxation, Volume 141
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China reconstructs, Volume 22
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But onto the ice and through our territory the men strode

breaching our nursery, and ingoing our loved ones fold

As they approached we looked on, not sufficiently expert to understand

the expressions on their faces, the weaponry in their hands

At first we didn't stir, but past the men toward us ran

it summarily became a bloodshed and we were the lambs

This was our most primitive revealing to humans, staffs and guns

as we looked up, they at a rate of knots smitten us next to their clubs

Some of us didn't die from the blows-we were just stunned

our black maria lifeless whipping as they abraded us, spilling our blood

Later, the parents or trademark babies who managed to survive

moved on the ice and ruddy snow, in disbelief, and cried

Grieving for the vanished ones whose fur-less bodies lay so still

not wise if the mankind would be back, or if they'd had their plague...

To a future, where on earth "their fill" is absent and past

a guarantee to stop the killing, an swearword that will concluding.

Copyright 2007 Kathy Pippig Harris

If you would like to help, the Humane Society of the United States is a virtuous set in train.

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