The rebel

[kevinthediltz]

Rebellion tied naked to a post
Screaming hate to the empty heavens,
Sharp cracking,
Distant cries.
This love is a gift
Passed from father to son,
Through the end of a whip.

The cut face turns upward;
Fighting the sharp leather.
"I am the wolf,
By the end of this day
I will be drinking your blood,
And knawing at your flesh.
Your love will not go unpunished."