*PN: This I wrote after visting a wolf conservation project. It was one of my first ever poems so excuse the sloppiness but i think you can understand the general message. Please leave a comment on what you like or how I could improve. Thank you for your time. Enjoy!
A little she-wolf,
With a heart full of pain
An orphan she became
When her parents were slain
And this she-wolf,
Merely more than a whelp,
Had to watch,
Knowing she can't cry for help.
Nothing could be done
To stop the deaths
All the family she had, gone
In a few short breaths
Everything she had
Was lost on that day
And with that memory in her head,
She hid away.
She dare not go further,
Than the edge of her den
Fear of the outside,
Fear of pain once again.
She wanted no more wolves,
To feel how she felt,
Or to be like her parents
Killed for a blood-stained pelt.
She'd throw her caution,
But her message was clear
The humans lived close
So the wolves didn't come near.
She knew that others were safe and well
Reminding herself it was all for the best
But it was boring alone, nobody who'd play
Nobody there when it's time to rest
She'd talk to herself,
Tales of adventure and fun
But she'd heard them too much
By the time day was done.
Eyes like fire,
Burning red, burning gold.
Many tales to tell,
Some new and some old.
Yet, no one to see,
No one to tell.
All alone she'd wait,
For another to dwell.
Days and weeks passing by,
Months pass, years go.
Spring, summer, autumn,
And winter's snow.
But still no one came,
And still she'd wait.
Loneliness, Solitude,
Becoming her fate.
Her eyes became heavy,
The years took their toll,
But she remained by herself,
Feeling no longer whole.
She'd drive herself crazy,
An old wolf gone mad.
Her tale to tell
Now getting quite sad.
Man's greed had ruined
What could've been great,
Could've secured the wolf
To a much better fate,
But they had to intrude,
Torture and kill
For wealth and riches,
For a sleazy deal.
Why couldn't they have left them be?
A creature hiding when she should've been free
A family broken, mother and father killed
Murder not death, innocent blood being spilled.
A wolf driven mad, dieing alone and what for?
Just for man's selfish desire and a cruel want for more.
