Raging Wolf

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^Prologue
_{Raging is the wolf tearing it’s world open}

The heart beats like fire 
The raging Wolf running wild
Out in the wild of the woods in hunger
Hungry but not for food
The raging wolf will have vengeance

The beating rage of the wolf with it’s snarling of teeth
The howling cries weep 
The wolf’ on the hill stood on two legs
The wolf’ in tune with the moon
The wounded wolf nearby lies sleeping
The wolf ‘ wounded  the bullet cuts deep
The wolfs love that is blinding
Like the sun when it’s rising
In the mist of the early dawn ‘
The mist is hiding the wolf being born

Born to the screaming cries of the raging wolfs mate
Noise’ the deafening whisper in the deadly silence below
Beating so silent so silent retreat… 
Into the shadows like air disappear
The climax’ the noise so heavy the pain

The raging wolfs mate howling death’s cry’ silently haunting
Into the valley echoes the nighttime creatures cry
For today the wolf dies ‘
And the heart beats no more,
The wolfs bane so silent the deadly killers beast
The raging wolf with meat in his teeth
Revenge was so sweet with the taste of red blood

Deadly silence! the beating has stopped
Morning dew drops ‘ of fear fall on the dead corpse
Rainfalls of blood from the trees spawning hell
The wolf in the dream a nightmare of hell

The blood raging wolf so evil tonight
The raging wolf cries for the wolfs mate that died
Echoes in silence eternity rise
The raging wolf disappears
Vanishes into a cloak of darkness
The raging wolf  dies.
_Epilogue

^{From out of the mist
The raging wolf rises
Born from the rainfall of blood so demising.}

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^{mercsmoon poetry © malc.johnson 2008}

The Gladiator - final

^{Final Act of  The Gladiator}

I’m so close to freedom right now I’ll soon be free!,
It’s the turn off the lions again today it pleases me,
I’m not nervous at all I’ve killed them before,
I’m a killer of slaves in the arena you see a Gladiator Of Rome,

That’s me full of blood from the body’s I just slashed in to bits,
I’m watching those lions eating there breakfast at last,
They think they will have me no not a chance,
For i have killed 50.000 Romans at last,

And now the story must end  now you see,
I’ve fallen on my sword the emperor tricked me,
My blood and my guts are all over the place,
Please don’t weep for me now I didn’t fall in disgrace,

I’m am the champion of Rome! even though I am dead,
It’s my present,
I won my freedom but the emperor killed me,

I’m The Gladiator Of Rome “A Killing Machine”.

^{But the Gladiator of Rome had a son…………….}

^{The End
or is it?} 

^{mercsmoon poetry © malc.johnson 2008}

The Gladiator - p4

 ^{Part four of the Gladiator}

The smell of death it’s right here and now’  it’s so bad so terrible you see,
It’s the stench of the dying just waiting to be free,
And I’m keeping alive by killing you see,

The eternal blade of my sword is now worn and tattered like me,
But my bronze body is so strong and “I’m god like” ,
I’m more fierce than those lions in this arena facing me,

I killed all the lions today with my bare hands,
It was easy I snapped off there heads one two and three,
Well that’s me The Gladiator Of Rome a tyrant maybe,

For madmen to kill and maim’ but is it me?
It’s only like war in the 21st century except I’m in Rome,
I am a gladiator you see, all bloody now from my killing spree,

Well I may soon be set free from these chains the emperor did say!
He just puts his thumb down till all my friends are dead,
Killing and maiming I’m tired of it now!, but I wont surrender,
Not now not ever I’m still The killer gladiator,

^{End of part four ………….final here}

^{mercsmoon poetry © malc.johnson 2008}