Narrative Poetry——- FriendSheep

A wolf wants to be friends with sheep,

His purpose should not exist.

He has been happy,

But for the desire to lose reason.

He is wiping the windows.

He is falling but only halfway.

Wind steals his white cap,

Just the same as his bad life.

Hunger, tired, yelling,

Through the glass of the building.

He sees sheep are inside,

They live a happy life,

This is what heaven’s like.

Wolf made up everything,

His resume is a shame,

Entered the company is a waste,

The old sheep knows this is not a game,

But passionate one becomes his aim.

She gives him the “Happy Dog”,

The wolf found his passion.

His start to love his colleagues and his position,

Because “happy Dog” leads him into a beautiful imagination,

Raining day, Empty cabinet Blank space lit his thoughts.

Hunger, tired, yelling,

He seems to forget the passing day.

What he did is sorry to say,

But to our dismay.

The wolf eats sheep on the last day.

Finally, he loses the job

Go back to the life he had

The dream is admirable,

But the reality is brutal.

If he wants his dream to come true,

He still needs to struggle.