Wolf Story

I walk the roads of countryside To get back home at night I keep my feet on well worn path The full moon is my light I move along with hurried pace My heart beats like a drum A fear inside is pushing me I feel like I must run I've heard from people in the town That something's on the prowl I tell myself it isn't true But then I hear it howl I stop in frozen silence As I listen all around At snapping twigs and rustling leaves And horrifying sounds It's as if it's chasing me And wants to see me dead It fills my mind with terror And it fills my heart with dread A darkened cloud consumes the moon I lose my sight of way Oh dear Lord I wish I had The precious light of day I stumble round and falter Then I drop down to my knees I fold my hands and bow my head And pray that it's not me Don't let me be the next one That the tavern folks will tell Got torn apart while it was dark And they were drinking ale I find my feet and run again With moonbeams back in view But something follows close behind I fear what it will do I fall again. I rise again My back's against a tree I look around from side to side And that's when it finds me Our eyes are locked together As predator and prey Will this be the final hour That ends my final day? Its canine teeth are glowing In the brilliant full moonlight I close my eyes and wait to feel The wrath of its first bite My heart is beating loudly I can hear it in my ears I pray for God to save me From this terror that I fear With my arms behind me Wrapped around this trees embrace I feel the wolf approach me And its hot breath on my face I sense the wetness of its nose Pressed against my own It sniffs and snorts and hesitates I wonder what is wrong My left eye slowly opens And I see its hungry glare I open up the other And I meet it stare to stare The next thing I remember I awakened in the woods Laying by the very tree Where earlier I stood I stagger to my feet And try to shake my foggy head I rub my eyes and wonder Why it is that I'm not dead I do my best to recollect Events of hours past How did I escape unharmed With no more than a scratch? I make my way through wooded glade And find the traveled trail I don't know how I did it But I used my sense of smell I finally make it to my home As dawn is on the rise I shed my clothes and fall to bed Then close my wolfen eyes Rockman :-)