A Wolf soul departed

My beautiful coat
All female
Just stressing
Out in the cold
Life a real blessing
What happened to me
I was struck in the snow
By a shit on a snowmobile
One of the low

The Lowest of low
Of antipathy
This repugnant git
What he did to me
I was wild as the wind
Estranged from so much
Of my life of my family
Of whom I’d lost touch

This evil of men
His odious way
Abhorrent and revolting
That was his way
Disenchanted with wildness
Such serenity
A smouldering evil
He revengefully
Ran over me twice
And hurt me so much
An irascible moaning like hell
Out of touch

Fractious and horrible
Sadly a spell
Of shit in his clutches
He taunted me so
Punched me and kicked me
So violently
What had I done
Nothing unfair
He was vicious and baleful
And so unaware

He so frightened me
His language was foul
In his vile clutches
I wanted to howl
To the heavens above
To the darkening sky
He pretended to kiss me
I wanted to die

His gut stench was awful
His face rugged so
I earnestly wanted to bite him
And know
My canines thrust deeply
Tore at his throat
Watched him die slowly
From all I had wrote.

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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