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the wolves are out
hint: I'm not talking about wolves.
By Ruza AldinPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
The wolves are out tonight.
They prowl the streets,
looking for blood,
not satisfied.
They will never be satisfied.
The wolves are out tonight.
They make a simple walk a gauntlet,
a crazy thing only madmen--
or well-armed men,
or fellow wolves--
attempt.
The wolves are out tonight.
They are everywhere,
and no one is safe.
The wolves are out.
God help us all.
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Comments (2)
love this poem! love how your mind can put any word in instead of wolves and it makes perfect sense! Great job!
Oh trust me, the wolves are out everywhere! Loved your poem!