This poem is a contest entry for celestialbloodlitmag's first contest! I had a lot of fun with it, and I encourage those who want to participate in the contest to participate! They just formed recently, they have a lot of potential to grow, and they're looking for young writers! Want more details? Visit their profile for more information!
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The wolf and the sky
Are more related than you think
You cannot deny
That they are always in sync
The stars are their ancestors
From long, long ago
They go to extensive measures
And boy, does it show
The stars shine all night
The wolves howl their praise
For their ancestors are in sight
As long as the sun doesn't raise
The moon is their king
Unlike the alpha in the pack
He causes the wolves to sing
And watches over everyone's back
It doesn't matter who is what
The moon doesn't judge
Not even a common mutt
Will dare hold a grudge
For the celestial blood runs through them all
And nothing can break
The old yet beautiful call
Their ancestors never fail to make
Each night they call to their children
Whilst watching from above
No matter what place the wolves are in
They hear their undeniable love
And the wolves stop and look up
Turning their heads to the sky
Even the youngest, smallest pup
Will look up and cry
For the celestial blood runs through them
Like a running river over stone
And nothing can ever come between 'em
And that beautiful, celestial throne
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I'm Only Human
Poésie❝The greatness of humanity is not in being human, but in being humane.❞ -Mahatma Gandhi This book is a collection of poems. Some are happy, others aren't. Please respect this, and heed my warning of mature/triggering content.
