A Man and A Wolf

My poor wolf lies on the snow
He waits for his end
Once in a lifetime he saw the moonlight
A man with no ruth fired his riffle
The wolf looked directly to his eyes
White snow turned into red and cold breeze took his breath away.

My poor wolf searched for freedom
He never understood why men are against nature's kingdom
A man had no ruth to set him free
Took his life and other wolves flee.

A howl in front of his door
The man deeply roared
Hundreds of wolves howled
Ruthless men crawled into a rabit hole.
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