The Lonely Life Of Wolverine Poem by Kumbirai Thierry Nhamo

Wolverine,
A hero who's strong and serene,
A man with powers to heal,
But a heart that's hard to reveal.

His adamantium claws,
Covered in blood without any pause,
A life full of sorrow and pain,
A past that haunts him again and again.

A lone wolf walking through the night,
A nomad with no one to hold tight,
His heart is shielded with steel,
A pain so deep he cannot reveal.

The scars that mark his face,
A mask that hides his true grace,
The burden he alone must bear,
A life that's lonely and unfair.

He may be fierce, but he's not invincible,
His wounds cut deep and are indelible,
Yet he continues to fight and protect,
A hero through all that life can subject.

The lonely life of Wolverine,
A friend to all, but seen by none,
Until one day, he may find a kindred soul,
Who will heal his wounds and make him whole.

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