SILVER GRAYED WOLF
Written By Linda A. Knowles
Plucked out from forbidden pleasure,
The silver grayed wolf showed his face,
Ghastly color of sin and death displayed…
Across his face.
Having come out from his wooded home,
He growls only to find a lamb wandering;
He nears the lamb who comes up to him,
And the silver grayed wolf pounces,
Holding the lamb down,
His teeth piercing the lamb.
Lamb laid out before him,
And the silver grayed wolf looks up,
Drunk on the blood from the wounded lamb.
Silver grayed wolf just stares ahead,
And upon the branch of a tree nearby,
Now hangs his uniform,
Until once again he needs to dress as a lamb.