Poetry

Orang-utan – Orphaned

By 23rd June 2010December 9th, 2019No Comments

I felt the fear in her muscles
our bond impenetrable
broken only by a bullet.
‘Run my baby, run’.
She shook me free,
from her dying breath.
‘It is too late for me now
you are the future, run!’
So I ran and could not bare
to look back at her stillness.
I ran into some new arms
arms of caring, of gentleness
arms of non hostility
arms of hope, of humanity
arms of survival
and not extinction,
beyond redemption.

Jan Hedger

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