The footprints made
Cut freshly into the
Fallen snow
Showed the struggle
The wing patterns
Imprinted all over
Dark stains of blood
And torn fur
Whose familiar
Tracks I followed
Now ended!!

Life is brutality
Hence survival
When we witness
The emergence
Of new life
Fresh and warm
Is milk or blood
Flowing, growing
Dripping, decaying
Oozing life or death
Giving birth
To new flowers
Cry out!!

Survival seeks comfort
Ease my mother's pain
Satisfy her for now
The growing rage
We all feel
And share
For seldom can
We survive alone
Without others
Fiercely provide
Our offspring
Fiercely defend
Our territory
Only then
Can we afford
To spend
Enough!!