my kind have roamed
this land
long before the
hand of man
we have seen the sun
howled in the rain
felt the sting of man's guns
as we cry out in pain
we are part of the mountains
to the earth we belong
we have power in our spirit
though our numbers
are not strong
we are one with the seasons
the light of the moon
man needs to find his
sense of reason
or we will all be gone
ethiopian wolves
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