Curse Of A Wolf Poem by Ryan A. McGraw

May your food be unsafe.
May your family feel insecure,
Because I will steal from you.

May your home be needing of supplies.
May you have to leave during the night,
Because I will be waiting for you.

May you be left in solitude.
May you feel all alone.
Because I will outnumber you.

May your scent be as noticeable as the glowing side of the moon.
May you fail to run from your doom.
Because I will hunt you.

May you feel weak when fighting.
May you lose the hope that you dearly need.
Because I will kill you.