©August 21, 2016, Olan L. Smith

The Wolf does not belong within this gate,

Yes you, the demon leave our fate

Alone. And you do not be, and do not fit

Within menageries, an inapt split.

Aware dominions rule thus powers plait

And conscious memories' wildly conflate,

But earth's opposing liquids fail to knit,

Thus many schisms rents our world from weight,

The wolf does not belong!

From anger, this lion will not abdicate

We sleepeth not, the hours has come; abate

Not the lion nor lioness for what was writ

Is ever and never erased or quit.

Justly, none shall pass away, we are great,

The wolf does not belong.