Wolvish - The Kindred

I tire of sheepish

Admire the wolf

I don’t care if it’s lonely

I must become so wholly wolvish;

Naturally free

Wolvish;

Eerily calm in lunacy

The feelings I get when I witness injustice

Feel the same as when viewing a mountain range — societal disconnect

And when questioning how man forms malintent

I wonder, «might refuge exist for estranged?»

I tire of sheepish

Admire the wolf

I don’t care if it’s lonely

I must become so wholly wolvish;

Naturally free

Wolvish;

Eerily calm in lunacy

I must go

Off alone in wild where I just might escape my restraints

But what of the other?

Could I endure the cold thought of

Never seeing her 'gain?

Though there is madness here

She is least one shining brilliance to challenge the splendour of that glorious

mountain range;

A care so tender it gets me rethinking my hopeless appraisals of our society

Oh could I endure a life lived without her, in the wild?

«Oh oh oh-oh oh

Oh oh oh-oh

Oh oh oh-oh oh

Could you be wolvish?

Oh oh oh-oh oh

Oh oh oh-oh

Could you become

Wholly the wolvish?

Oh oh oh-oh oh

Oh oh oh-oh

Oh oh oh-oh oh

Could you be wolvish?

Oh oh oh-oh oh

Oh oh oh-oh

Could you become

Wholly the wolvish?"

Would it be selfish, or best for us all

If I become so wholly the wolvish one?