Heirlooms and doom

Our world has been divided
By wolves and hyenas
the ill reared and
prosperous speakers

We wolves are strong
a reserved silence
We see through fog
And harbor likeness
To the warriors of old

Hyenas are jokes

They laugh and snort
And scream and wail
Tell stories asunder
And revel in tales
Of how indestructible
they are

They are not

We wolves are kind
And let them live
For its murder if
You kill a thing
No matter how justified

The hyenas continue
So unaware
That we judge from the
Beginning: worthy heirs


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