WE’LL CARRY ON

 

a poem about the African Wild Dog

(Lycaon Pictus)

 

Dedicated to my good friend, Larissa on her 40th birthday

 

we are strong

and we will run

we hunt our prey

at break of dawn

 

we’re painted wolves

we’re tall and free

we’re killed by man

cause man can’t see

 

we wish to live

and wonder why

you cannot hear

our desperate cry

 

we call out ‘hoo’

to find our lost

our sharp ears hear

from miles across

 

the lions seek

to take our lives

our loved ones die

but we’ll survive

 

we chase at dusk

our hunger calls

we tear at flesh

a kudu falls

 

our habitat

is all but gone

we’re prideful packs

we’ll carry on

 

 

©2011 Stefanie Dell’Aringa