The Wolf In The Painting Poem by Kenneth Maswabi
The Wolf In The Painting
Convinced that it is alive
Bares its long sabre teeth in protest
A ghost that dreams of blood
Peeping through the windows of life
Possessed by a desire to live
To roam the forests again
Howling at night with no fear
Addressing those who dare listen to a lost soul
The wolf rose out of the paint
Energized by the majestic hand that gave it breath
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