Awaiting My Fate
I sit astride a large rock awaiting a mate
Viewing my kingdom from this lofty place
Shuffling my belly to get comfy I wait
My eyes are looking out making sure all is safe
My colony is large for protection it seems
that man, is the most likely to end our dreams.
Large killer whales and sharks are waiting off shore
but on land we are hunted for our fur.
Each year “our ocean” is getting small
Soon no place for us to live as before
We were there when the navy had our need
Why don’t they protect the area we feed.
In water parks they teach us tricks
Happy we are to oblige for a few fish
Safe and protected well we might be
But we would rather be wild and free
Soon cubs will be born suckled by the mums
We are mammals of the sea providing milk for them
Great mounds of fish daily I eat
This is the one thing which will seal my fate.
I am a Sea Lion
penned 2/2/2017
Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2017
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