Wolves Crying For Help

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My Poems

Written By: Paqtism



Running, hunting, trying, surviving and dying.

The wolves have no home anymore, that's why they are crying!

For miles and miles howls are heard discussing their fates.

Humans don't care for this animal; wolves are forgotten then killed.

Humans don't know that a wolf has no hates.

That's why a wolf doesn't end up at hell's gate.

Dark night color blue: wolves images are relived on 14 Karate gold plates.

The round moon is the only light that they see.

Humans keep on destroying a beautiful home.

Wolves aren't dumb: they know they have no place to roam.

At night is the call of the wild.

Something pure on this Earth; like a new born child.

Cool air, water and snow once demolished their fears.

There is nothing out there anymore, nothing but tears.

An innocent dream; turned back in the darkest clear.....

For fire now dwells on the wolf's land.

A newborn pup sees his life has been altered.

No soft land to comfort your paws, only lands of

concrete and people, Civilization to you.

No home. No hope. No life, but great,

Sadness and fear. Why can't the kingdom of,

Salvation take them home?

Written On: 01/25/01.DGBD Inc.

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