Tuesday, March 17, 2020

the wolves howling


The wolves howling
In the full moon
They have the power
They don't have the meat

The eyes of red
The claws sharp and white
They run in pack
In the darkness

The full moon
Outlining their shadows
Moving in hungry mood
Where are the meat?”

The back door to hell
There is nothing to sell
Don't hope to smell
The roasted meat in spell

The wolves howling
Shivering the night falling
The backdoor lighting
The emptiness without gifts

This can't be!
We have nothing to feed
Even for our kind
We are short-changed indeed!”

The Moo sits upright and moo
On his powerful chair he grins
Surrounded by his 4 Black Dragons
Blowing fires to the wind






There will be a meeting
The wolves look into Moo eyes
You will see how you will stay
We aren't fools to let you get away”

The 4 black dragons roar
With hot fire holding off the wolves
Respect your leader
This isn't the way to say!”

The wolves howling
We will see Moo
This isn't over
We will till want our meat

We can't hang around like this
We need our feed to survive
This isn't how it turn out to be
Moo, seriously better think it over”

Moo stares at the wolves
He doesn't say a word
Only the black dragons
Blowing the hot ball of fires

Moo recognizes his position
He bargains with the serpent
Now he gets stuck with it
There will be darkness surrounding his life

He wishes he can change it
But serpent holds him to his deal
The power in his hands
What's the use?”

The 4 black dragons stare at him
You know you are a puppet
We are the ones holding it
Until the light hit the darkness”

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