Mad Dog Of Shimano

• Trevor Tumomva, Grade 12
• Poetry
• 2021

Howling in the mountains and in the fields
Howling at the moon; It’s a sad wolf
What hurts or painful?
Chasing the invisible wind
A blue shadow running towards the ground
If you don’t run, you’re going to freeze
So go run in your own stupid way
A wolf without a name
Starving, writhing and in tears
How painful it is to be young?
Chewing the soil and biting the tree
Chewing the grass, It’s a lone wolf
Have you lost your dream somewhere ?
Jump up like jumping into a fireball
of the setting sun
If you stop here, you’ll become stone

and you don’t want to be just a
st-


A wolf who doesn’t know love
is sulking, trembling, and going astray

How hard is it to be lonely