The Gonzo Wolf

With each sway, there’s a bullet

With each dip, no tomorrow

With each tear, there’s a family

Who’ll be sinking in sorrow

With each spark, an dead memory

With each cloud, chance of rain

With each storm, there’s renewal

To silence one’s pain

With each end, a beginning

With each book, a new chapter

Make sure to buy ammo

Shoot skeet at The Rapture.