"Pack..." They ran so graceful in the night, I'd swear I'd never seen anything so right. A family following their way of life, No one left as some kind of strife. They slept and traveled as family does, A way only pack ever could. A mother licks her cub tenderly, The gaze of her eyes as intimate and engazing as anything I've ever seen They try and they try to feed the pack, But this world has just passed that path. The Leader grows uneasy as his pain for his pack grows, But what can you do when everything you know is overthrown. They were killed off as pest and predators, You see a better predator came along as they usually do. He was cunning and treachorous as most are, Those intimate engazing eyes dimmed. So, now he travels alone...his pack long gone and past, A predatory hunter or at least he once was. Survival of the fittest is it? Or survival of the most steel is it? That's another tale there though ad we haven't finished this one, So our lonely wolf travels alone, no pack, no family and drifts from place to place He's still a Wolf to his soul though so don't ever dear try him. A lonely soul can only go on so long though as he drift with his memories. How will you remember those I wonder as they reach the end Will your greediness consume you with all your wants. Or will you take care of your family as you should? I can only say I know pack would....
I LIKE THIS! It's definitely good stuff. I also like the way that it doesn't always rhyme and has an odd meter(I hope that's right) kind of like Bukowski. It's also highly metaphorical, which is really cool. Good stuff.