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Sander Sweeneu
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HALLO.
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Silent paws trotting
on a well beaten trail,
alone in the wilderness,
so young and so frail.
Little yips go unanswered,
the moon is now his guide,
looking for ones just like him,
or have all of them just died?
He sniffs the dampened ground
and senses man everywhere,
the silence is deafening
no howls in the air.
Oh why did he venture
so far from his den,
while his pack fell silent
at the hands of men?
His stomach is growling
but the hunger he’ll endure,
his pack family is out there
it’s their blood he smells for sure.
He stops in his tracks
and raises his head up high,
the terror overwhelms him
as he lets out another cry.
But still there’s no answer
he can’t understand why,
he’ll follow their trail
or he surely will die.
For days now he’s traveled
his spirit and body gone weak,
he lies down in white clover
no more energy left to speak.
Soon the soul hovers
over this tiny, frail pup,
whose future now will be guarded
as his soul travels up.
What right does man have
to take life from a living thing,
that has no way to voice its defense
against a human being?
The wolf is a symbol,
a brother, a friend.
it’s time now for action
before his existence comes to an end.
on a well beaten trail,
alone in the wilderness,
so young and so frail.
Little yips go unanswered,
the moon is now his guide,
looking for ones just like him,
or have all of them just died?
He sniffs the dampened ground
and senses man everywhere,
the silence is deafening
no howls in the air.
Oh why did he venture
so far from his den,
while his pack fell silent
at the hands of men?
His stomach is growling
but the hunger he’ll endure,
his pack family is out there
it’s their blood he smells for sure.
He stops in his tracks
and raises his head up high,
the terror overwhelms him
as he lets out another cry.
But still there’s no answer
he can’t understand why,
he’ll follow their trail
or he surely will die.
For days now he’s traveled
his spirit and body gone weak,
he lies down in white clover
no more energy left to speak.
Soon the soul hovers
over this tiny, frail pup,
whose future now will be guarded
as his soul travels up.
What right does man have
to take life from a living thing,
that has no way to voice its defense
against a human being?
The wolf is a symbol,
a brother, a friend.
it’s time now for action
before his existence comes to an end.
My name is: Sander
I am 17
I play the guitar already for 7 years
My sport is: Taekwondo
Ligt and Darkness are both very different..
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Hmm..ja Lieke had me al verteld dat je doof was, maar niet helemaal.
1 decennium geledenMaar je kunt van tevoren toch aangeven dat je die groepsgesprekken niet helemaal kunt verstaan en volgen? Dan kunnen ze daar rekening mee houden.
Je moet gewoon doen wat jij denkt dat goed is en zo ben je jezelf.
Oh dat is wel echt kut. Maar wel fijn je getolereerd wordt in de klas.
1 decennium geledenHmm...ik zou eigenlijk niet weten wat je eraan kunt doen. Gewoon altijd jezelf blijven en dat is toch het beste wat je kunt doen.
Acherm, En als je nou wat leuks gaat doen met vrienden, vrolijkt je dat dan niet wat op?
1 decennium geledenAaw, hoe komt het?
1 decennium geledenHaha wazig! (: Ja met gaat het prima! Met jou ook?
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