Wild Wolves,

I heard you howl

at the moon.

I believe it was

sometimes in June.

 

Wild Wolves,

You sounded lonely

You sounded sad.

Was I scared?

No I was mad.

Why?

 

Wild Wolves,

You are being

hunted, exterminated.

 

Wild Wolves,

why are you

so very hated?

 

 

This is a a take off

of my "Wild Wolf" poem.