Wolves And Sheep Poem by Faith Wood
Wolves And Sheep
They're wolves
feeding off our words, feeding off our actions
Snarling teeth and that nasty breath
They're waiting
and then
the kill.
What will we do?
We're only sheep-
We take our time,
cautious and superstitious,
at our own pace
But as they jump the gun,
bite at their chance,
We'll have nothing
We'll have nothing left-
only the kill itself.
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