The Brothers 4

White Bell’s sick, she ate some meat
left down on the trail
Lone and me, believe it to be
Poisoned, she’s so pale
So lifeless she’s now sleeping
But weak, so very weak
Poisoned meat, the human
Descend to depths, and speakIn tongues of lowly creatures
to trap, a hungry soul
With a poison, causing lingeringly
and complete loss of, control
She needs rest and she needs to be
Shown our love is strong
White Bell, needs all our support
Which is something wolves seldom do wrong
I am pleased to say she recovered
a warning for us all
To not eat meat left on the road
From some sick, and violent fool
Who has sunk to depraved levels
To levels most concur
Who believed that all the stories
they write about us were
True, the howling banshee
and what they say we do
Nothing could be further
from the truth
I promise you.We are animal earthlings
Loving families Yes, we’re wild
Caring just as much as humans
do, yes of their child
But ready to stand up and fight
for what we feel we must
Ready to be bloodied, or honoured
in the dust
Lone and I are brothers
each with our desires
to see the wolf clan stronger
and respected in the eyes
of all of God’s wild children
The Cougar, Wolf or Bear
The Hog, The Eagle
all of God’s wild children
Everywhere

Men have taken issue with us
all along the way
The werewolf, Yes Lycanthropy
the horror, the dismay
But we are wolves of choice we are
Carnivores its true
But like to think we’re equal to
any humans, who
Come into the forest with their fire sticks
Ready to shoot us down
for thats what they do
We like to think we’re loving and caring in the way
We act sustainably towards the environment each day
Wolves are thoughtful parents, A wolf I’m proud to be
and fortunate enough to have a brother like Lone, he
Is every brother’s wish
I can assure the human kind
We run together,hunt together
And of the same mind.