Wolves need food and go on the prowl.
At night they look to the moon with a howl.
Steeped in tradition, this beautiful beast.
We made almost extinct for how they did feast.
Indians seen with the wolf and the bear.
All in the past and now very rare.
Let’s all keep tradition alive.
The wolf, like us wants to survive.
The she wolf makes a beautiful mother.
They care for their young and love one another.
Take note some parents, when you have a child.
Learn from the wolf, how she acts in the wild.
Human beings, wolves rarely attack.
They stay together, hunt in a pack.
They kill to eat and to stay alive.
Gods intention, so they would thrive.
twenty five miles an hour they pace.
They have to run from the human race.
When they run, like lightening they streak.
What would we learn, if they could just speak?
This powerful creature runs in the night.
Face to face we’d have such a fright.
Stronger than us, it means us no harm.
Yet humans will kill without a qualm.
Pen to paper and it was billed.
All the wolves they should be killed.
How dare some people make this law.
Now all their prey in numbers soar.
Natures law when we interfere.
She makes the wildlife disappear.
Killings like this cannot be allowed.
Or all of us will join this crowd.
Trees have gone and concrete is flat.
The wolf has lost its habitat.
Destroying it all till the last tree falls.
Will we care when the last wolf calls?
Nature’s intention is cruel but so good.
These laws of hers have to be understood.
The wolf has a beauty all of its own.
Let us protect and leave them alone.

© Bez Mac