Hear Her Cries


Be wary
as Sheo Wolf’s cries
echo in her bay of dreams

She’ll seek the changing wind
on just
the promise
of freedom’s hand

No jewels could glitter so
to keep this Sheo Wolf
from her truth…her light

When love tip-toes smoothly
why dance
upon its brightest embers?
why speak in shards
that flow
from river to river
of this heart?
tearing
at a weary
tired heart

Disunited
is where we stand
as long as
this smoking gun
threatens
to kill
Sheo
Wolf

 

 

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