The wolves are calling
4 May 2020

Uprising
From a place of peace
The lambs stray
None to fleece
Tidings set to opposite
Where we and they sit
The mighty
Fearful of the weak
Imbalance
Will come forth
We hail them the future times
Hidden in my rhymes
Hark listen
The wolves are calling
I hear them
Prowling on
Within my head I respond
My kindred freedom
Reading of the poem:
Muse – Uprising [Official Video]
The balance is shifting in your verses.
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Indeed, it is Derrick. Thank you for reading and commenting. I have to catch up on your beautiful posts.
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🙂 No pressure
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