It is because I don’t fear you.
Of course, in this time of peace, no violence will become,
yet that weapon most dangerous is not of the physical.
I ask you here. I call upon you. The reaction may be harsh. I didn’t mean to call upon you like this.
A wolf in the wild. I am a beast,
not a building.
I have a path, be it failure or misfortune,
whatever you may call it,
it is nature;
it is life.
I am no longer a pup,
this is not school, and the teacher’s lessons no longer apply.
Each encounter life, sometimes death.
It doesn’t need to make sense,
but I won’t be here any longer.
I must roam.
I’ve been here for a time. Yes, I have.
A place I’ve never been. I have to go soon.
What I see is already too late.
Apologies to the loves past,
but I’m not one to look back.