Picture courtesy of http://www.pinterest.com
I walk in freedom
yet a prisoner am I
I run from nothing
yet I live in fear
I howl at the gods
yet they hear me not
I am the lord of nature
but my kingdom fast recedes
I am the hunter
yet hunted am I
I once roamed across many lands
now my kind are in fast decline
I am wolf
yet my name will soon be but a myth
For I am but fear
in the hearts of men
Who have me not to fear
only but themselves
Trust us and we will
show you the way
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Posted in: Poetry
fairytaleepidemic
January 27, 2014
The antidote for fifty enemies is one friend. – YES.
Darren Greenidge
January 27, 2014
It’s very true isn’t it. I had to write this when I saw the picture and the words underneath. Trust is a powerful thing.
fairytaleepidemic
January 27, 2014
It is, and something one shouldn’t ever take lightly. 🙂