Wild Wolves
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.