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Sunday, January 23, 2005

Wolves

Wolves

Can't wolves drink at your river
Can't you look in their eyes
Does it make you uncomfortable
That you've told them lies

Is this natural resource yours
Is it all your private domain
Are you the King or Queen of nothing
Enjoying a meaningless reign

Can't wolves howl on your plateau
Can't they run on your ground
Do you tremble at their very sight
Do you shudder at their sound

Can't wolves nose around
Or play their mating game
Or is there only safety in
Everything and everyone being the same

Don't you like their slavering jowels
Their back hair up intensity
Don't you ever wonder
What it is they see

Hunting in a pack
Or loning it out there somewhere
Have you thought about
What's on the other side of that stare

A fire that only nature builds
A nose to smell for miles
Pads cunning and canine teeth
To meet the challenging trials

A heart to protect their young
A soul to love their mate
The courage of their blood
To deal with the fates

Don't you love their throaty growl
There fight or flight reality
The older ones nudging pups
And doing so tenderly

The mate who takes the lead
The process of natural selection
The basic drives that go
To create their direction

Does it bother you to know
They have chosen to sometimes flee
Rather than to met out
Only savagry

Does it bother you to know
They have compassion too
Or is understanding only for
Those who are subdued

They are wild and they are beasts
They are willful and they are strong
What is lacking inside of those
Who say they don't belong

Don't you like their slavering jowels
Their back hair up intensity
Don't you ever wonder
What it is they see



Neils
8/13/1997
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transcribed this time
2:23 pm
01/23/2005

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