Suffering

I've heard my mother tell me that when one dies, another is born.

But, what if many die, and still only one is born?

When the puppies whine and whimper when they come out, why do they do that?

Did Balto whimper and whine when he was born?

Why do they cry?

They're alive, while many are dying and suffering.

Why do we suffer?

What did we ever do to them?

To be treated as poorly as their cattle.

without their weapons and technology, they're at the bottom of the food chain.

Like rabbits.

They multiply quickly, but are killed off.

When they build houses, they do not make it of wood, concrete, or stone.

No, they make it out of the most horrible thing anyone could build.

Bones.

Their homes are made of bones.

All of the bones of the woodland creatures that were killed just to make that one home.

They're the ones who aren't civilized.

They're the ones who're unatural.

They're the ones who should be slaughtered for being different.

Not us.

Not us wolves.

Or rabbits.

Or deer.

Or buffalo.

Or squirrel.

Or badger.

Or bird.

Or hawk.

Or owl.

Or anything.

We're as normal and natural as can be.

But what do they do?

They call us barbarians

They kill us just for fun.

They murder all of our kin.

THEY'RE the ones who're killing the world.

A mist is in front of them, deceiving them.

They're loosing their way, and don't know what to do.

Humans are still lost in the mist.

Not us.

Not us wolves.

Not rabbits.

Not deer.

Not buffalo.

Not squirrels.

Not badgers.

Not birds.

Not hawks.

Not owls.

Not any other animal or fish.

Just them.

Just them humans.

They're afraid of what's on the other side of the msit.

So what do they do?

They stay where they are, hoping it'll leave.

But it'll never leave.

The mist whispers to them to kill and make houses out of bones.

They're the murders.

They're unatural.

They call us animals.

But we're not.

We're the original creatures of this planet.

Humans are the animals.

They're the aliens of this world.

And they're killing it.

Along with the wolf.

Rabbit.

Deer.

Buffalo.

Squirrel.

Badger.

Bird.

Hawk.

Owl.

And other creatures.

Suffering is our life.

And they're the ones who'll suffer alos afterwards.

I wish I weren't a stupid human.

I wish to be a wolf.