I cry. I cry.
No cries heard now.
Yeerk controls my blades, my eyes, my head.
I cry still, no one hears.
Not hruthin.
Not yeerk.
And still I die.
Still I die.
Kalashi is beside me, full of pain.
She hears me, sees me,
Never to breathe again.
Bloodpours down from her hearts,
From the trees that call us still.
My home. My home is far away.
Cannot go back.
Cannotstrip lewhak bark.
No more Father Deep.
Mother Sky is gone.
No one will hear me
Tell stories around night fire
About my great people
Who used to be.
We are proud.
Proud!
But I cry.
I cry.
One hears, one laughs.
In my head.
In my brain.
Not me.
Live free or die!
But yeerk laughs and I see
I am a slave.
My people will always be ...
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A/N: It's been a really long time since I've written Animorphs stuff, and a REALLY long time since I've done any Anipoetry. I'm getting back into it though. Please review!