The wolf is wily,
Eyes shining bright in the night.
The sheep, oblivious, baas, unaware,
Unaware of the sight.
The wolf hides in plain view,
Among the flock, quiet as dew.
It has a mission, clear and cold,
To pave the way for Alpha's rise, bold.
The wolf lays signs, subtle, yet clear,
Unseen by the flock, the wolf's plan unfolds.
It weaves a spell, a gentle hum,
Mesmerizing, distracting, one by one.
The scent of grass and wildflowers sweet,
Veils its presence, a subtle deceit.
Unaware, the sheep succumb to the night,
Their gentle baas, a final delight.
The wolf waits patiently, ears alert,
For the perfect moment, silent and pert.
When the sheep meet their fate,
And Alpha emerges, absolute, complete.
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Author:
Ezekiel Olayemi (
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Comments4
Powerful penning,
great rhyme, flow and blend!! 👍
Wonderfully woven,
much enjoyed my friend!👌💯
Best regards ✌️ peace Thad
Thad, your thoughtful feedback made my day! I'm thrilled you enjoyed the poem❤️
This is so cool .. I am glad that I came by this way today .. Neville
Thank you Neville 🥰. Am delighted we could connect through this poem.💯
Nicely written this poem is applicable to everything from society, to relationships, to one's own mind in self deceit.
Thank you for stopping by 😊
And the wolf is. . .
The wolves. They are the most powerful, influential people of the era living among us😅... Maybe they control the world👀
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