Last of the Wild Ones (poem) by Felix LeRoy Perry on AuthorsDen

Last of the Wild Ones
by Felix LeRoy Perry → (All Poetry by Felix LeRoy Perry)
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Dying breeds...
*The white wolf watches in his the cold mountain side* *Disguised by the snow all you see are his eyes* *Wise and aware that this land is his home* *Hunting the woodlands he prowls fearless alone* *He�s the Alpha and he�s huge with a torso like steel* *Brothers know him as their leader before him they kneel* *Some say he�s vicious and kills because of his hate* *But his cubs lick his face and he is loved by his mate* *He brays at the moon in the deep northern woods cold* *The home of his ancestors from days that oh so old* *The natives respected his prowess and brave heart* *Live and let live was the way they would part* *Freedom is scarce now he stands on the hill so alone* *He�s gaunt and he�s hungry no muscle left on the bone* *Age and the white hunters have taken their toll* *A shot shatters the air and he falls in his death roll* *Cubs start to whimper, his mate shields them like an old mother hen* *Soon the tracks will lead the hunter�s death back to their den* *One more species a spirit in the land of the North* *Three wolf cubs delivered to a zoo what�s it worth?*

Reviewed by Nila Jamier (Reader)

Reviewed on January 23, 2005

This is so powerful and meaningful Felix it has a native spirtual effectiveness this is very visual and well written. I look forward to reading more of your poetry. Thank you for reading mine too.:)
Nila

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

The natives respected his prowess and brave heart
Live and let live was the way they would part

Yes they did, and I wish we could do the same. Here in the states, timber wolves are quickly losing any legislative protection they had left, and Mexican wolves are rarely seen in our Southwest now.

Maybe some of those cubs do need to be in zoos for awhile, until we learn to respect all forms of life again.

Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers

Felix, You've touched on a subject that is very dear to my heart. I watched one Winter a family of wolves, as they traveled back and forth from one place to another, as the hunters filled the woods, during deer season, and luckily they survived the human intrusion. I expressed to our party that I would appreciate it if they would let the wolves alone, for here their numbers are also growing quite scarce.
There were only eight of them, but come Spring, there were thirteen. The last time I saw them..there were more than twenty. We have since then moved from the area..but they still find their way into my memories quite often, and I still wish them well.
Thanks for this Felix!

Lisa

Reviewed by Danielle Mundy

Reviewed on January 22, 2005

Such a beautiful poem with a sad end...it's a shame that we incarcerate such beautiful animals for the sake of "protecting" them. If we would stop hunting them and taking away their habitat, they'd be fine.

Reviewed by Lori Moore

Wonderful theme. Enjoyed.

Reviewed by jude forese

< < <the spirit of the wolf lives on>>>

you handled the subject of hunting and killing animals for the sake of incarceration and public display is very powerful indeed ...

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

It is a sad scenerio, Felix. Sometimes though, with the endangered ones, taking them means that they will survive and reproduce. Hopefully they will be reintorduced into the wild and their numbers will again grow. I see no reason to shoot a wolf. They are not food for humans, as a rule. I think it should not only be illegal to shoot an animal that is not going to be used as food, but I also believe that we should have to use a bow and arrow. That would be sport and would give an animal a better chance. No animal is a match for three quick shots from a powerful rifle.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)

The wolf is one of the most beautiful creatures that was created.