Beware The Wolf Poem by Iman Sadikeen

In the pale moonlit darkness

Of souless night strolls one damsel

Lost in thoughts, in woods so wild.

Company of none, only the howling wind

And the grave silence of the midnight woods.

Walks the damsel singing her melancholous tunes.

Lurking among the unmoving trees

Stares a pair of malicious yellow eyes

At the forlorn damsel, invitingly alone!

Licking his tongue with lustful greed

Steps the wolf on her path with disguiseful art,

Talks he in whispering sweet tones.

Lures he, the damsel into false love

To feed his unsatiable filthy lust.

Maiming her purity and faith complete.

Realizing her folly, too late, she lies

Reduced in dignity to an impure

Carcass of him-the selfish wolf.

Wander not late, isolated in woods!

Beware the wolf,

Preying on lost damsels as you!