I am what I am.

A poem for the Poetry Competition.

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1. I am what I am.

 

During the day I wait,

During the night I howl.

It’s not up to me,

It’s up to fate,

They who make me prowl.

 

I stand from two to four,

As the moon rises high,

An animal I become at night.

 

From feet to paw,

No more a guy,

It’s me who gives you such a fright.

 

Hear my limbs break,

From screams to howls,

I disturb the night,

It’s the world I awake.

 

No more skin,

Only long thick fur,

It covers me all over.

 

It’s not a sin,

To prowl and lure,

A werewolf I am my lover. 

 

- J.K. Panesar

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