The Wolf Mobster
The Wolf
Why am I always seen as the enemy?
So what I ate granny?
She was behind on her business.
She hasn’t paid The Boss for her house
let alone her bakery in months.
I’m not the enemy.
I keep up with my bills.
So, how am I the bad guy?
I only did what The Boss commanded.
It was my head, or hers.
I’m not the enemy.
Thanks to Red,
I was caught doing my business.
Earning my salary isn’t easy.
But it’s necessary.
I have pups to feed,
and a life to live.
Why doesn’t anyone understand
I’m not the enemy?
This poem is about:
Our world