Coyote Catechism - Poem by Chuck Toll
We neither pity other creatures nor feel sorry
for ourselves. Life does what it must, so do we.
We accept what there is: snakes, bugs, mice,
Squirrels, hares, trash and cats—all are nice.
We build our dens well hidden and secure,
Each made with double exits to be sure.
We honor females’ right to choose their mate;
We pair for life and share a common fate.
We keep our tails down, but our eyes are up.
We teach a wise discretion to each pup.
Imperatives of Life we honor and fulfill.
If we must chew off a paw in a trap, we will.
We will not die with music left inside unsung.
The nights will hear our voices, old and young.
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