Running Wild

Running wild, running free

This is were I want to be.

Running , playing , howling too

I can do this all here

At my cage in the zoo.

The one thing in my life that I don’t have is my family

My pack and my kin.

Coped up in my cage I wish I was free

To fill the night sky with our packs song.

Hunting caribou in our pack

Rarely would we lose a member.

But now that our pack has destroyed,

I realise we will never be freed

Our pack sent to different places

Solemn , solitary , sad that we will never see each other again in this eternity.

But still I howl with hope in my voice hoping that somewhere in this world another friend will be howling and thinking of me and times we used to be free.