You Can’t Tame A Wolf

Poetry
You can't tame a wolf.
Ghost wolf. 
It's below 50 outside. 
Four straight months of darkness,
Blanket of white and ice, 
Barely any light.
This is life.

Accustomed to the cold, 
Little warmth, 
It is freezing. 
The earth is bold. 
Arctic tundra, 
Glaciers breathing.
Inhale. 
Exhale. 

Blood drips down the jaw, 
Sharp fangs exposed. 
The air and the kill are raw. 
New harvest, 
Painting on the powder, 
Similar to an artist. 

You can't tame a wolf. 
You thought you could. 
Only a fool knows everything, 
You proclaimed you would. 
Layers of fur, 
Subzero. 
The wolf howls on a bed of snow.

Frozen paws. 
Thick skin. 
Mind and heart empty, 
Like an open meadow. 

You can't tame a wolf, 
The only goal is survival. 
Apex predator, 
Hungry and primal.
Top of the food chain, 
It doesn't get better. 

Comical of you though, 
For being so cocky. 
Arrogance will trick you, 
And lead you to your death. 
You are a weak prey, 
Who still hasn't learned yet. 

You can't tame a wolf. 
Not now,
Not any day. 
You're the vulnerable one. 
Revealing yourself. 

The wolf waits. 
It watches. 
It smells, 
The scent of a coward. 
Inhale. 
Exhale. 
Don't get bit.
This is a warning. 

You can't tame a wolf. 
Keystone species. 
The wolf is not ordinary. 
It exceeds. 
Opportunity is what the wolf seeks. 

You can't tame a wolf,
When you make yourself an easy target. 
Do you even understand nature?
The wolf is guarded. 
Aware and alert. 

You can't tame a wolf. 
You are low, shallow.  
Not even part of the hierarchies. 
Up. 
North. 
In a pack or alone, 
The wolf is territorial - 
Stay out of its zone. 

Blending in with its 
Surroundings. 
It's a good idea if you, 
Stop hounding. 
And sounding the 
Alarms of the world. 
Nature. 
Do not cry wolf. 
Unless you mean it. 

You can't tame a wolf! 
Not even dream it. 
Your power is lacking. 
When the wolf starts attacking. 
You won't even realize, 
Until it's too late. 

You can't tame a wolf.
Now you must suffer your fate. 




Silenced

Poetry
I will never be quiet. 

Not even when I'm dead. 

My words will live on forever. 

With every single letter, 

And every word 

Written

Echoing in your head,  

With every single poem 

And every single story. 

I will never be quiet. 

My words will keep me alive 

With the same fury 

As when I was here. 

Year after year, 

My words will echo -  

That is what I do know. 

You won't be the last to tire of me. 

This passion of truth is lit by the fire in me. 

Mettles of lightning strike within,

Good luck burning it out, 

It's just who I am. 

You don't have a chance. 

You can try for 

Infinity, 

For eternity, but  

Like those before me 

And those who come after 

You cannot silence us all. 

The struggles endured 

Were expected to be our downfall 

Never!

I will stand tall. 

Label me as you wish. 

I don't care. 

Being offensive has now become a gift. 

I take insults as compliments. 

Just please know that, 

I will never be silenced. 

I will never be quiet.