Singing Loudly

Amalgamate

Mighty polar bear stands by the frozen water to search
for a fish or small mammal; he is beautiful. Fat
and fur packed on thick keep him warm though the
days far below freezing. His life is solitary. Sharing
company with only prize searching European hunters,
they approach on the horizon in camouflage. He
can sense them. Whispering strategy to one another
he sees they are friends. Ammo loaded and guns
up. He hates many things including himself.
Standing and extending his arms like a grandfather
in the airport waiting for an embrace. Where the
granddaughter sees beauty the strangers see a pathetic
man dying. The hunters halt in terror for the fear
of an attack. Whispering to be on the lookout for
others. He whimpers his sadness, alone and majestic.
Anticipating the gunfire, he roars at them to hurry.
The Europeans, half in fear and half in excitement,
rise when they hear him. Lifting the musket to take
aim. He runs towards them. Not alone anymore
he can tell them of pain.

Copyright 2004.