The Call

Poem based off Jack London's Call of the Wild

I jump and climb the frozen cliffs

With my tough claws and padded paws.

While in the bush, I hunt and fight

With fearsome growls and flashing fangs.

The Alaskan world is no home

For the weak of body and mind.

I kill the weak and fear the strong

For Club and Fang is the law.

I do what I must to survive

Because it is in my nature.

Man is god, evil and power

Because knowledge gives him strength.

I am wolf, respecting the call

That is the Call of the Wild

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