It’s a hard time to live
When money is what rules the world
And the only ones who care are the ones who are broke.
I am constantly confronted by the beasts of the woods
They bare not just teeth
But my sinful secrets.
How will I ever make it through hell?
I haven’t a poet to guide me,
Nor human reason to rely on.
How do you make it past the She-wolf
When she could tear you apart at any moment?
Mama wolf is angry
I have been a bad cub
Rejected from the pack
Black cub
In the death trap.
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