The Wolf I Feed

Sweeping the void – like sin

Treachery penetrates my skin

Serpent shapes in the depths

Obsolete acts of kindness

The Wolf I feed, in cloaks of decency

The Wolves I feed,

invoke the blessing of peace

Supply lines of the swarm ensuring

danger and harm

As the first wave diminishes,

depleted stronghold vanishing

The Wolf I feed, in cloaks of decency

The Wolves I feed,

provoke war-waged capacities

The Wolf I feed, to ward off wildfires

Blind alleys lead,

violating cease-fire

Domain of the parish

that march in Eden

Corridors of sadness

embrace the Masses

Truths transcend time beyond

The stones of destiny

Celestial land mines

Of sacred geometry

The Wolf I feed to ward off wildfires

Blind alleys freed,

violating cease-fires

Domain of the parish

that march in Eden

Corridors of sadness

embrace the Masses

A wake up call,

traverse the wilderness

Death by design with

cosmic significance

Immobilized in its path

Bearing the bulk of the burden

Authoritarian trails between

the colony and Queen

The Wolf I feed

Outweighed, policed and rationed

The Wolves I feed

Our liberties seized and blackened