The solemn wolf stalks, alone
Trudging through the glistening snow
Knowing somewhere a meal awaits
A primal instinct drives him
A single lion makes its way
An unkind desert awaits him
He seeks something new, a type of pride for him to bare
He seeks his very redemption
A lonesome bear
In her dark, damp, desolate cave
Mourning the loss of those she loves
And for the first time, she feels unable
Even you sit here now
On a tablet, a computer, maybe a phone
Reading away for you have nothing better to do
When you realize we’re all truly alone