RedRavenPoems

No longer facing a sheep
Now faced by a howling wolf,
Will you dare to look?

Not weak at all
Not under your thrall
Your will is broke
Your pride made you choke.

Forged in fire
Cast of steel
Before the fury fall and kneel.
Else the fangs will bring you to heel.

Iron will, never more to be broke.
No matter the screaming
Deaf ears to the pleading.
All goes up in smoke.