No Mind from Stalactite by Great Reversals

Trepidatiously I stepped across the line, scraping just enough courage to make this new world mine.

Father by my side, we shook hands with the wolf in disguise.

The lore you spun and the law you loomed, nothing short of divine.

Our weakness whet your appetite, you sold us the limit of the skies.

We sought sage and you helped us know it.

We desired wisdom, you claimed you could grow it.

We needed a sword, you knew exactly how to forge it. But the blade cut both ways.

Time punished hands turned claws. A stained smile revealed fangs in a crushing jaw. With patience and discipline you took root and claimed our youth.

We were young and couldn't escape the serenade of the wolf's tongue. We couldn't see the den we were among. We were too young.

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