The Last Polar Bear
Come with me
far north to a crisp white sea,
it's a world I recall in dreams.
Young yet I
remember by brothers cry,
it's a life time ago it seems.
I'm the last polar bear.
I'm the last polar bear.
Here I stay
a house made of steel and clay
since the sea stole the ice away.
Grey stone floors,
entombed like a bird indoors
as I wait for the final day.
I'm the last polar bear.
I'm the last polar bear.
I was born
but now I am left forlorn
and my parents and friends are bones.
Days roll by,
the moon rises in my eye,
every night is a walk alone.
I'm the last polar bear.
I'm the last polar bear.
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