Hunger Pains

Hunger Pains Silence of the lambs, a wolf in sheep's clothing Disguised at what he's spent his entire life loathing Prancing through the meadow, his real face never showing Proud false sheep head held high like he is the all knowing Finally he lures a lamb away from her flocks protection Up the hill into tall grass this wolf's final selection Slowly he inches forward, the lamb before the slaughter Then a sudden gust of wind swept off of the rivers water His true smell carries with it straight to Bo Peep's nose She turned and ran down the hill and starving he watched her go bmdavey@04/20/16