THE WEREWOLF

Not for love or passion
Nor hatred or degradation
I’ve became what you detest,
That you fear in your heart and disavow.
In the moment that I was going to die
where I had to fade away
I received more than I asked
the refund of the spent, empty days
Many things lost significance
in the very moment when I was changed
I accepted your invitation
while I was being carved up by a moon ray
I wandered, stray
free and wild
I found clarity in my head
and recalled by the forest
I killed and ate my preys
while the believers
have already damned me
shouting To The Stake! To The Stake!
Hoping with this yell out
to reassure your faith
in yourself and in the Most
believing in It’s Endless Power
I won’t give you any hope or certainty
but my savage crimes
won’t spare you
restless
and in all this mischief
that is my existance
I’ll offer my resistance
to your bigoted penance.
In my eyes of embers, will die
human pity and compassion
despise tradition
I won’t spare energies
I will challenge your synergies
without rest, without pause
I’ll defeat your cause
I won’t stop
and even when you’ll die
I will resurrect you
so I could torture and kill you again,
and make you suffer
like my first cry,
That you refused to hear
Shall be your eternal torment
Like my hatred that is fomented
by the savagery that you have created

JASON BENJAMIN GRELLI

THE WEREWOLF

Jason  Grelli

Venice, Italy

Artist's Description

An answer to your invitation
Miss 1111….

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