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Homo Lupus Homini Est
You will not often find me In amongst the fold Being chased from the pen Wherein your treasure lies I will not clothe myself in sheep I cannot be but that which I am lone I am wolf If we are inclined to meat I will grant what is yours But choose to hunt me down And I will eat you alive I’ll gnaw through my own limb Before I’m trapped by your design Neither day nor night possess danger I will not gladly face My wisdom is measured in scars Pain has taught me to outlive Those who shrank from its lesson I follow in the footsteps of those who were never ensnared And my prints will in turn Mark the way for those that see simple symmetry Lone I am wolf You will not see me Where trees stand in rows I may come once called But if you cry my name Through the village streets Torch lights will find only you At the gathering of pitchforks I will not clothe myself in sheep My song is not for the broods of man Beyond his reach the forest is my domain I sing of mountains and of moons The chorus of my own kind Many hear sorrow in these strains Ever avoiding the presence of solitude Never knowing the solace of hearing Voices echo from every distant hill Harmonies dancing upon the rocks I cannot be but that which I am My coat finds no friend In the blazing glare of the sun My eyes shine for the gentle glow Of lunar light and sparkling snow The flicker of the firmament The aurora’s phosphorescent stream The smell of pines rising From their blanket of ice The taste of the air Lately bathed by the rain Crystals crunching under tufted paws The soft brush of willows Upon the weary brow past present future Simple symmetry Lone I am wolf I can cipher the patterns of my world But your structures are fig leaves To cover this naked earth The hairs on my spine, alone Acknowledge your nonexistence In nurture and in nature So shall it be Past present future Simple symmetry Lone I am wolf
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