Cry of the Innocent

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On blankets of snow 
Carcasses of my siblings lay. 
I watch you now 
Walk away.

Moments ago, 
Your greedy eyes, knives, 
Merciless shadow 
Had snatched their lives.

As you merry about 
The cozy fur and trophy heads 
I prepare to ready the shroud 
Tears piling around in hundreds.

Justice waits for you…

Justice of nature…

A world dry of animals, foliage, and hue– 
Nature’s punishment for our blunder.

© Shenita Etwaroo

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