Dances With The Wolves Poem by Charles Karia

You will see if deep you peep,
Clumsy dances of wolves and sheep.
With steps choreographed to maim,
In a sad dance of a deceived team.

The wolf pushes a button on the sheep.
To tickle them into an excited sleep,
With loud proclamations of eternal youth,
With diamonds and gold ingots in wealth.

The genuine priests weep at the circus,
At the dangerous hell bound dances,
Between the naive, weak and blind sheep,
And the now very defiled religious pimp.

The sheep takes thesweet promises,
The wolf laughs all the to his banks,
If skirts are loose it isn't a wonder,
The greedy wolf will tear them asunder.