Wildlife Passage
Predators, Stalking
So hard, to leave dead and gone
In us, sleepwalking
Know that, there they were
Know that now, they are all gone
Know when and why too
Know, it is the shame
Of an age we could not tame
When our blood lust raged.
A drive we all try
Ringing in the ears, outcry
We did nothing wrong
Come to the Tunnel
Dark for loss, of the Deer ones
Where the wild things cross
Salt, apple, ivy
Thru the wood wound, a chapel
Learn from this wisely
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