Nothing Changes

 

  My plight is as old as the stories from our ancestors... Nothing has changed except the surroundings in the world we must live in. Even though we are all just trying to survive on this big continent and provide for our packs in the same manners, we are labeled as dangerous predators.  We only hunt for food, not trophies for our den walls. We hunt to provide meat for our young and our mates. We do not kill for sport but for survival. We would prefer to roam our lands freely but are chased from them often by developers who build homes and resorts upon our hunting grounds and then call us the intruders. In this way, history continues to repeat itself as we once roamed this land freely with the Native Americans who also lost their homes and lands at one time. Now as people hunt us down and kill us for trying to provide for our families,  we are becoming fewer and soon our spirits will roam and haunt the lands that were once ours to never be removed but to taunt those who done us harm and remind them of the wrong they have done.. They will have to live with the face of shame they will one day see in the mirror for even they will realize that we were here by the grace of God and The Great Spirit for a purpose....
                                                                                          Whtwolf