Under the vast expanse of a starless night,
A wolf pack travels, feral eyes gleaming bright.
Whispers have said, “They are monsters under your bed, ”
But they don’t itch to pick a fight.
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So very true. These messed up allegations that wolves are the enemy to mankind, when the reality is that humans are just full of fear to really open their eyes. I like how you mentioned wolves and then kind of gave the hint that it becomes almost a poison when people judge other without knowing them. I enjoyed this one :)
I enjoyed your poem, ideas and deep thought.