Mother Wolf

Oh mighty wolf, to man you’ve lost your pups

Kidnapped during one of their senseless hunts

And all you can do is keep your head up

And charge your way toward the battlefront

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A sticky, bloody trail left in your wake

No man left standing as they cross your path

Thunder claps, and the earth itself does quake

From the power of your motherly wrath

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Then the sound of twin cries perks up your ears

A pair of babes no one wanted to keep

The two infants stare at you with no fears

And into your heart love suddenly seeps

* * *

They share your warmth and suckle at your teats

Washing off the sins of their father’s feats

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Author’s Note: To learn more about the statue that inspired this poem, The Capitoline Wolf, follow the link below.