Wolf Fight Poem by Nicole Arishenkoff

Starting up a midnight fight,
The pack of wolves they begin to bite.
The moon is shinning with hate and love,
The hard cold ground is now covered in blood.
Fear, hate, love and lust,
Fills their hearts and ready to bust.
Pins and needles going through the body and hair,
But during a fight they don’t care.
Fight, Fight, Fight until they win,
Until there body gives out limb to limb,
But when dawn struck and back in to human form they live in,
All is forgotten
All is forgiven.