mother and daughter
Autumn time in Russia is a colourful place
Like a welcoming friend with an open embrace
Living in the city is a hectic life style
We head to the countryside every Once in a while
Due to illness I stayed at home
My daughter and her step father went there alone
A familiar place, their usual camp site
Not far from the steps that reach to the light
Mother
Telephone rings. I pick it up
At first I hear nothing, then violence erupts
The screams that insured tore my heart from my chest
Begging and pleading an emotional test
Not wanting to listen, but can’t let it go
Brain blazing on fire, why the desire to know
No way to help. Blurt out, “I’m here!”
Bones cracking, flesh tearing, screams more server
Nausea pain that grips, no control
Clutching the phone like it’s holding her soul
For an hour this continued, it was almost surreal
Not knowing if I could face this traumatic ordeal
Her voice getting softer, in a whisper I hear
I am sorry! I love you! I freeze there with fear
Daughter
A resonating thud, a penetrating scream
I turn back to our camp. Now a blood curdling scene
The biggest grizzly. Reaching high in the air
My stepfather lies still, with blood covered hair
Firstly in shock, unable to run
I phone emergency, please help, send someone
Eighty meters away. Staring straight back at me.
My heart now racing! I needed to flee
Running through thickets, screaming as I ran
Not time to think. no time to plan
A sudden jerk to the ground, a snap of my back
The grizzly has hold! It’s a flawless attack
Claws that now lash at the flesh on my legs
Snarling and growling, how I wished I was dead
I reach for my phone that was knocked from my grasp
I called my mother. Before I draw my last gasp
“Help me!” I scream over and over again
The bear still gnawing, my body blood stained
Ripping and tearing the flesh from my thigh
I must have blacked out. I awoke to a cry
“I am here” she would say, but there’s nothing she could do
I was bleeding to death, I think that she knew
The bear had gone, I am now all alone
Only the voice of mother sobbing, waiting at home
My legs on fire, I look down they are gone
Blood draining so fast, it wouldn’t take long
A rustle from the bushes, the bear has returned
She has brought her three cubs, the four now take turns
No strength is left in me to fight
They are dragging my body, I hold my phone tight
Everything is blurry, the ends drawing near
“I love you! I LOVE YOU!” the last words that I hear.
A true story...