Wrath

I roamed the woods angrily and howled at the moon

I did something else when I was a baboon

I grew vulgar and had so much pain

I could only succeed if I were not vain

I was strong and swam the oceans as a shark

You reminded me with signs and even lit me a spark

Deep inside I was infused in violent nature

I kept coming back as a low-leveled creature

My Wrath caught me as it was time to go; this is something that I should have known