The wolfman

The wolfman cries out
In his hunger for blood
While the hapless old pig
Still wallows in mud

The blindness of man
With his forsight to see
How can i be you
When i'm already me

It's a star in the universe
Or a flea in your ear
No man is an island
In a world full of fear

Don't try and make sense
In a time of alarm
The wolfman smiles broadly
With a face full of charm.





Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2005-11-20 at 11:56

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blackestdaze
the wolfman's smile is chilling. turn it off! make it stop! turn it off!

actually the rhythm and rhyme of this is very good, and the curious picture of the grinning wolf man is cool.
2005-11-20


John Ashleigh
Nice - the structure beats well with the rhythm anticipating the eeryness of blood and what may happen to the world - humanty e.c.t.

Deffinetly a good poem
2005-11-20