The Legacy of the Wolves

By Sam Dochoda (Aljan)

 

They were hunted and killed

They were shunned and chased off

They were forced off their lands and their prey killed

Despite all this wrong doing, the wolves still pass down their legacy

 

Listen

Listen to them howl

They are the children of the moon and they sing their praise to her

And encourage others to join the song

 

A soft padded step

An ear perked

A nose sniffing the air

Silently, the wolf hunts its prey

 

A growl of an insubordinate

The snarl of the alpha

A whine of a subordinate

Thus is the way a pack is kept together

 

The whimpering

The scramble

The love and patience of the mother

Thus is the wolf pups’ ways until they are half-grown

 

The teamwork of all ranks

The fright of the prey

The battle of life

Thus is the way of the hunt

 

A dawn of a new day

The gust of a new wind

A taste of new food

The beautiful sunset of a dying day

 

One by one, they sing, a beautiful chorus of voices

As the pack sings their songs to the moon

Love is what holds them together

Life is what they protect

 

Even to this day, wolves live in the wilderness, doing what I have said here and more. 

Wolves have passed on their legacy not to their sons and daughters, but to us, the race of Man.

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