Ever stop to wonder if maybe the boy who cried wolf was telling the truth all along?
He pulled on their sleeves, day after day, year after year,
incessant, eyes wide and innocent with fear
Please, oh god, the wolf is coming!
He crouches down, arms flung over his head
Insufficient protection for what he knows is to come
They barely spare him an eye roll
Get up! Everyone knows you're nothing but a liar.
The problem was not with the boy
The boy had the problem
And he is not the one to blame
Blame it on the people who didn't care enough to look beyond the surface
The wolf, the boy moans
It's chasing him in his head
Just because they can't see it doesn't mean it's not there
to him
He shakes in terror, whimpering
The wolf, he's here
And what of the boy's sister?
She too is being hunted by the wolf behind her eyes
But always she's been told
Don't be like your brother, don't tell tall tales
See this is why children should be seen and not heard
So she's learned to bite her tongue
instead of screaming when she sees the wolf's ****** teeth appear
She's learned how to close her eyes, but not sleep
because she know the wolf waits for her there
And when the wolf finally stops taunting her and comes for doomsday,
she will never give a cry for help
because she knows no one would listen to her anyway.