Stupid Wolves

“Wolf, Wolf!” cried the old man
and the children curled in fear
“But don’t worry, I will kill it!” he said
and they all began to cheer
“I shall kill it in three days!”
was the reassuring solemn pledge
There, started the hysterically fatal malady,
so quickly spread.!

The yellow bells stopped ringing
as the new idol was praised
From zero to hero, to foul-mouthed bigot,
the cheering stays…
And their screams were so proud,
so convincingly loud!
More and more the children lured
a huge number of the crowd.

Elated like gust, they marched
to follow the crude old man
The euphoric hike seem not to stop,
in circles it went on
So blinded now that they forgot
to remind him of the wolf,
These mindless slaves,
their good reason completely swept.

Poor children, they know not
of the old man’s clandestine
The coldblooded wolf is there to stay
hiding under his skin
Starved in endless labor,
abused muscles, bones and sinews
His empire forms at their expense
while the cheering continues.

But, some of us remain lucid
though with voices unheard
Kept our sound reason yet made
pariah to the misguided herd
Twisted by delusion
that the world is for themselves
Oh! Foolish! They shall all die howling
like stupid wolves!