WHERE YOUR HISTORY MEETS THE GREAT MYSTERY

Day123 

​"Good Evening Sweetie," Pops wrote like he did all those many moons before.  Last Saturday when I met with the medicine man, he asked me who my spirit animal is, and I said I didn't know.  He said he felt it is a wolf, a lone wolf.  He was partly right.  I used to be a lone wolf.  I was inspired to write this poem because I want our family to know that we are on our way.  

I am a lone wolf, and I’m running to you
I’m not looking back, I escaped from the zoo
I’m coming to get you so you can be free
I’m hoping you’ll come now and run off with me
I learned where the bolts are to get out of the zoo
You just have to take notes and use a few tools
 
I am a lone wolf, and I’m running to you

Come escape, feel good, alive and, awake
Just have to be careful of the path that you take
I’ve been alone but not lonely you should see what I do
I learned all of my skills while alone in the zoo
With my arrows I pierce straight into the heart
I mastered war and turned it to art
I can cut through that crap with my 12 foot lance
and restore all the world through love and balance
 
I am a lone wolf, and I’m running to you
 
I pull out an arrow, with a sharp blade
The ones that I formed, all uniquely made
You will be amazed to see all of my skills
I leave nothing dangling and go in for the kill
I’m great with my aim and with my bow and my arrow
I squint with my eye and see through the narrow
I pull back the string with one hand past my face
And when I feel steady, “get ready to race”
I whisper to my arrow and kiss her goodbye
As I look out ahead with only one eye
As soon as the arrow passes my bow
Takes only a second for your heart to know 

I am a lone wolf, and I’m running to you
 
Now, I don't wield arrows with little sword tips
Instead I yield old words that used to be hip
Still doesn’t mean I ain't aiming straight for your heart
The first arrow I fire is the silly word ‘fart’
And if that one don’t pierce
I’ll try something more fierce  
Like “hey diaper head
Why did you wet your bed?”
And when I finally see that smile sinister
I’ll smile right back and say, “Hey brother! or Hey Sister!

I am a lone wolf, and I’m running to you
 
In that old cage while trapped in the zoo
While I was in rage, I couldn’t stop thinking of you
I spent all of my time
Perfecting my rhymes
Come on my run
And I’ll show you my fun
I never stop running after the mysterious FOX
The name of the game is to put it in box
I’m tired of being so forking darn serious
But If I start balancing truth they’ll think I’m delirious
It’s not their problem’ they shouldn’t listen to me
I’m happy just writing for stand-up comedy
What is your story, I’m waiting to see
One frame at a time please show it to me.

I am a lone wolf, and I’m running to you
 
Follow Our Xcitement is what I call F.O.X.
A mysterious thing that won’t fit in a box
It’s more like adventure that just never ends
I’m empowered by questions and all the new trends
Between truth and uncouth, I find all of the answers
It’s a delicate dance that made me a dancer
Come with me to run after that FOX entity
It’s a race forever and beyond infinity
 
I am a lone wolf, and I’m running to you

“Hey sister, hey brother
We all come from mother
Will you run with me after the FOX?
As soon as we nab some we’ll put it in box
You are family now so time to get breathing
I cross my heart to stop all my teasing
Why don’t we wrestle instead on the soft red rug
Or do something simple like a much needed hug
What do you say, can you hear the call?
I’m not just searching for you, I’m after them all
We will run real fast and keep our hearts steady
I hope you can last; feel like you’re ready?
I won’t let you keep lying there alone in the sack
If you can’t keep up this time, I’ll be back with the pack

We are lone wolves, and we’re running to you
We’re not looking back, We escaped from the zoo
We’re coming to get you so you can be free
We’re hoping you’ll come now and run off with we
We learned where the bolts are to get out of the zoo
You just have to take notes and use a few tools

We are lone wolves, and we’re running to you
 
Come escape, feel good, alive and awake
Just have to be careful on the path that you take
We’ve been alone but not lonely you should see what we  do
We learned all of our skills while alone in the zoo
With our arrows we pierce straight into the heart
We mastered war and turned it to art
We can cut through the crap with our 12 foot lance
and restore all the world through love and balance

We are lone wolves, and we’re running to you
 
We pull out an arrow with a sharp blade
The ones that we formed, all uniquely made
You will be amazed to see all our skills
We leave nothing dangling and go in for the kill
We’re great with our aim and with our bows and our arrows
We squint with one eye and see through the narrow
We pull back the string with one hand past our face
And when we feel steady, “get ready to race”
we whisper to our arrow and kiss her goodbye
As we look out ahead with only one eye
As soon as the arrow passes the bow
Takes only a second for your heart to know 
 
We are lone wolves, and we’re running to you
 
Now, we don't wield arrows with little sword tips
Instead we yield old words that used to be hip
Still doesn’t mean we ain't aiming straight for your heart
The first arrow we fire is the silly word ‘fart’
And if that one don’t pierce
We’ll try something more fierce  
Like “hey diaper head
Why did you wet your bed?”
And when we finally see that smile sinister
We’ll smile right back and say, “Hey brother! or Hey Sister!
 
We are lone wolves, and we’re running to you
 
In that old cage while trapped in the zoo
While we were in rage, I couldn’t stop thinking of you
We spent all of our time
Perfecting our rhymes
Come on our run
And we’ll show you our fun
We never stop running after the mysterious FOX
The name of the game is to put it in box
We’re tired of being so forking darn serious
But If I start balancing truth they’ll think I’m delirious
It’s not their problem; they shouldn’t listen to we
I’m happy just writing for stand-up comedy
What is your story? We’re waiting to see
One frame at a time please show it to me.
 
We are lone wolves, and we’re running to you
 
Follow Our Xcitement is what we call F.O.X.
A mysterious thing that won’t fit in a box
It’s more like adventure that just never ends
We’re empowered by questions and all the new trends
Between truth and uncouth we find all of the answers
It’s a delicate dance that made us good dancers
Come with us to run after that FOX entity
It’s a race forever and beyond infinity
 
We are lone wolves, and we’re running to you
 
“Hey sister, hey brother
We all come from mother
Will you run with us after the FOX?
As soon as we nab some we’ll put it in box
You are family now so time to get breathing
We cross our hearts to stop all our teasing
Why don’t we wrestle instead on the soft red rug
Or do something simple like a much needed hug
What do you say, can you hear the call?
We’re not just searching for you, we’re after them all
We will run real fast and keep our hearts steady
We hope you can last; feel like you’re ready?
We won’t let you keep lying there alone in the sack
If you can’t keep up this time, we’ll be back with the pack
 
We are lone wolves, and we’re running to you
We’re not looking back, We escaped from the zoo
We’re coming to get you so you can be free
We’re hoping you’ll come now and run off with we
We learned where the bolts are to get out of the zoo
You just have to take notes and use some of our tools
We won’t let you keep lying there alone in the sack
If you can’t keep up this time, we’ll be back with the pack

How did you like that one? 

​Peace out Pops
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