regret no regret

regret no regret

walk with us
in the past
where we were
once giants

hundred hundred years
ago my ancerstors
came first for
sea otter pelt
where one otter
was two years
salary for a
seaman

sea otter gone
now we are
back for the
giants we saw
when we first
came but did
not see

now the forests
are littered with
the trunks of
the giants staring
into me and
telling me soundlessly

once
we
were
giants