Wednesday, October 23, 2019

Poetry: Blood of Wolves

What life must we live?


Wherein must be condemned to fear.


Fear of suffering through change.


Fear of losing all our dearly beloved.


Fear of losing all that is innocent and pure of heart and of soul.


Fear of losing all that is truly ourselves.


Why must we be forced to hide from these beasts of night?


That pervade our every shadowy corner.


That were once our true friends, in mind and body.


Though we live,

why must we die?


Why must we drown?


In the blood of wolves?


- Evelyn Raczynski

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