Becoming What You HateA Poem by Gregory StiresGrief is a wolf Howling at thee moon, His howl filled with despair, His pack hunted down, His pack butchered , Mourning the loss of his kin, Now wolfs heart filled With lust for revenge, Avenging his pack The wolf strikes the hunters camp,
Showing no mercy To thee hunters Tearing them apart , Taking away those They had held dearest to them Sparing no life for None of his pack was spared, Satisfied his hunger do revenge The wolf avenged his kin That fell at the hunters hand , Now waking up from the rage that once consumed him , He howls in self loathing , Realizing he was no better than Thee hunters who struck down his pack. © 2014 Gregory Stires
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