Ranchers set their stalls up
in Wolf Country
the wild boys they are out there
and have been
out there before ranchers
ever knew about a cow
they are wild
and are part of the scene
they are the apex predator
but they set many rules
they choreograph the symphony
and do not take kindly to fools
they are a huge part of the wheel
of life in its majesty
they are very macrobiotic
and thus their constancy
is as they were created
by the higher resourceful souls
who laid down what the wolf should hunt
and furnished some controls
a highly active hunter
a deep seated visionary
with a huge wealth of experience
and instincts thrown in for free
the are very social animals
and live in packs where they
learn to share and to be aware
how they operate each day
they never waste a single thing
they are part of the whole
everything suffers imbalance
when the wolf’s killed by some troll
I call these hunters trolls
because they fail to really see
the picture that is before them
for them its the dollar B
everything else gets second place
and their judgement therefore will
not be that holistic and that is why they kill
and use the digital GPS
the wolves are up against
a breed of absolute ignorance
and really I am incensed
for they use the power of satellites
and track these souls now and
with cell phones and the rest of it
despoil our precious land
the wolves they are the masters
of their own destiny for they
can think things through
they spend a moment cogitating
say
they are tracking say a Bison
inherent in their mind
they may sense an ailing specimen
though the rest of us seem blind
they have an innate wisdom
suggesting they were here
because they are so valuable
despite the words of fear
flowing from the ranchers
and the trappers and the rest
who can’t abide this genius
and certainly won’t invest
a second more in saving them
which is a sad idea
on one hand we have lovers
on the other haters a tear
falls from those now weeping
at the loss each death does cause
and the lack of understanding
and the reluctance so to pause
the wold though can take heart
I feel
for there are souls who care
they may not have the dollar Bills
sticking in their hair
but their hearts are warm and their knowledge
of the wider universe
is tantamount to the realisation
that without wolves
it would be worse