The Lone Wolf

by Joseph Ryan Laba
(Waterloo, Ontario, Canada)

The Lone Wolf walks alone.
He falls asleep in the shadows,
to awake in darkness.

He bows his head.
He nods.

The Lone Wolf shakes.
The Lone Wolf cries inside.

The Lone Wolf has made a mistake.
He hides.
He dies.

The Wolf is reborn.
The Wolf is gone.

He is an animal.
Their verminous faces look at him,
in his cage.

They drug him.
They restrict him.
They let him suffer,
when he is too weak to ask for help.

Let the Lone Wolf walk alone.
Let him suffer.
Let him walk until he has no home.