Wolves Eyes
by White Wolf02
Oh, how the wind blows with soft white snow.
Oh, how the moon is full and lights the way I go.
The forest is quiet, the snow is white.
Its show where I walked in the dead of night.
And as I go along, the snow turns to red.
And I know that something is ahead.
I get to the spot, another one slain.
The sight instills deep within me, a great pain.
I look at the moon and let out a howl.
I am maddened at the sight and I growl.
Why are humans doing this, will we ever be safe?
I just hope working together is all it will take.