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:Tulukaruk:
"The Crow" (v/n)
aquired -OCTOBER 10th, 2007- grand opening event
The entry that won 1st place:
Black Mutt
Through the manuscripts of my old library child, read to me the story of the Black Totems
The Black Totems
The Black Totems
"Born within the forgiving leaves of fall, a mother and father became parent to us all. For the ancient stories tell us, to respect and treasure the wise. But how the wise have fallen, in these four keen eyes.
Once graced for their beauty and truth, our parents fell by means of an insidious ruse.
One man’s sick amuse.
He set a trap for our parents, hidden among the shadows. Now the wolves’ “tap tap taps” follow us. The spirits fell, now within this hole, all that could be heard were their sorrows and woes.
“Tap tap tap”, the pleaded to the dirt wall.
“Tap tap tap” all they could do was start to crawl.
The once shimmering parents to our color and grace, became engulfed in a shadow they could not escape. The man’s plan continued perfectly, he had them to himself
“Heed our words,” the spirits told the man, “for your acts of greed will not stand!
“We are totems to the world. You cannot not keep us here!”
But the man did was jeer. “The world cares for you little, I just want you here for purpose of belittle.”’
And so that man left our parents, down in that hole. With only each other to consol. They lost hope for us, Grandfather. Will there be no sanctuary for our souls? They lost hope in our wisdom, why shouldn’t we all? Black is the color, color to us all. Oh help me grandfather, for now I begin to fall.
Dear child, there is no need to feel such sorrow, for within the shadows, three taps followed. Now old enough to become totems themselves, our parents’ children can guide us.
No doubt they may hide, but believe in this wisdom, and they can find us.
Tap. Tap. Tap. These three cubs ran. Tap, Tap and Tap, hold hope for man.
