Michael is the last of his kind on Earth. A genetically engineered guardian of the planet. He was created by a race of wolf like aliens, the ancestors of the werewolves of today, and humanities missing link. Humanity was genetically alerted to be warriors. However, as a result of a curse placed upon Michael's creators as a distraction during wartime, each bite they would inflict during battle created the bloodthirsty werewolves of today. The only catch is Michael doesn't know. He just thinks he's a normal highschool student. Aside from those damn apocalyptic visions he can't seem to shake.
Michael is the last of his kind on Earth. A genetically engineered guardian of the planet. He was created by a race of wolf like aliens, the ancestors...
When I originally wrote these verses they were intended to be for songs I would inevitably use to become famous in my extravagant music career. However, since that didn't go as planned like some dreams often do I decided that these words were far too good to let go to waste and collect dust in a drawer somewhere. That being said; this poetry is intended to be funny, uplifting, saddening, and sometimes downright disturbing. It is all a truthful representation of my heart and soul, as well as the events I was going through at the time. I hope you enjoy what you read and continue to seek out...
When I originally wrote these verses they were intended to be for songs I would inevitably use to become famous in my extravagant music career. Howeve...
