Phan Thanh gian
My Dear Brother Wolf - Poem by Phan Thanh gian
How long has it been since we last met?
Would you know the many troubles I had.
My days were lonely without you and sister Bear.
She departed not long after you left
Now let me take you to the windswept riverbed,
Where we replenished our common blood.
Below that oranged horizon were endless plains,
There we followed our cousins Bisons
Now our past can only be seen in brown prints,
Through the Whiteman's lenses that captured our souls.
Together we were constant companions,
Watched over by the elder's Eagle Spirits.
Dear brother Wolf, there isn't much left.
Your reclaimed realm is almost as narrow as mine,
So together we stare in silence, then look down
For this may be our last reunion...
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