THIS WIDE, WIDE OPEN LANDSCAPE
With its breath taking views
The mountains all around us
Peaks covered in snow
The swirling of the misty clouds
Wonderful hues
Sweeping over the landscape
The valleys below
Lifting with the light breezes
Over and between the peeks
A room with a view my friend
And I mean room
Room to move
Room to roam free
Room to breath
Look at you my friend
Curious?
Or just as amazed as I am
This once was your roaming land
It is still is
Right here up on the craggy rocks
And passes
But they have gone
Hunted
Haunted
Taunted
To your last packs stand
The shame
The disgrace
That has been shown
They have dishonored you all
Degraded
Discredited
Your humble names
Yes you all have names
It is they that should be named
And shamed
Dishonored
Degraded
Humiliated
But you are safe here with me
No one to hurt or take you away
This I promise you
Right here
Right now
In this our quiet solitude
Your land
There will be more
Take heart
There are others watching
And listening
Petitioning
For you all to roam free
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
8th July 2012
All Rights Reserved
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