The wild wolf ranged the Currumpaw valley with Blanca his love, his mate, and ally living life wild as distant time has known encroaching civilization would not condone
man's only idea was to kill all the wild and mold country to be tame and be mild there should be no place that man cannot be where only the animals run wild and free
the pair and their wary familial pack lived freely and outwitted man's lack 'til Seaton came with superior cunning to kill all wolves that mankind was hunting
he caught Blanca, all splendid in white in a trap specially concealed for her plight Lobo oblivious, stayed near by her side and witnessed, as rope strangled, she died
the desert night howled loud with despair as Lobo's cries for Blanca filled the cold air Seaton continued with his plan of course but began to review intent, and feel remorse
he called the day and went to his cabin with Blanca's body to lure Lobo to happen to enter into the ranch and it's danger to reclaim his love from this deadly stranger
Lobo came looking but stealthily got away so Seaton used her scent to trap his prey Lobo's longing and sorrow finally came to end when caught in four traps of Seaton's attend
Seaton found he was unable to kill Lobo on site Taken to ranch and chained, he died later that night Ernest Seaton finally saw what he'd wrought the end of wilderness mankind had bought
Seaton wrote of the valiant wolf with commendation and advocated for environmental preservation he was at center of movement of scouting for boys and controversially wrote of animals with poise
trapped by Blanca's love, Lobo died with respect instrumentally motivating movement to redirect humanities notion that there is no place untamed and man is the greatest problem nature has claimed
Humans seem to destroy eveything for gain or worse yet notoriety. Wonderful hard hitting poem.
niah9Auckland, New ZealandOct 28, 2010
Ohhh...so sad....I wanted to stop reading, but just couldn't..just incase it had a happy ending, but I knew it wouldn't..good tale though and well worded. Niah
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CJ
for gain or worse yet notoriety.
Wonderful hard hitting poem.