Cursed bane or blessing… am I alone in sometimes wondering which is which when it comes to watching the tortured souls and their travails that often make for those who  and what entertain us most?

The Wolf of God
by Michael Romani

I have walked the places of darkness
Lived my fill of the harshness
I have found kindness among the unkind
A second's sight among the blind
Thankfulness in a world of ingratitude
Comfort in the extremes of latitude
Of these times and of these faces
In both familiar and unfamiliar places
I am thankful to count you as my friend
One that will have my back unto the end
There are things that I've done wrong
But, beside you, step by step, I belong
Sharpened blades of words unsaid still test
That paths we walk in our very best

Weighed down heavy with a sense of fatigue
You've smiled at me your smile of intrigue
Speaking truth with a profound sense of destiny
I, the wolf of God, hold to the legendary
But, always of all the things I'm thankful for
The best are the hidden treasures of your more
We speak the shapes of things that are to come
With you joined at my side and then some
Your love is the second greatest gift I've been given
The first being to have been forgiven
Your eyes ask questions needing sincere reply
But the answers sought are in short supply
In my heart, I hear your truth so deep
Where there inside your mirrors keep

(c) November 18, 2018  Michael Romani
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