Wolf
A lone wolf
A cub in the dense forest
it is eaten or kill
survivor of the fittest
isn't that what i am told?
Why?
Death and destruction?
A voice whispered in the silent wind
Across the desert plains a choice was made
He looked at his gun toting cross
Choose now said the voice
Who will it be?
What does a cub say to the moon?
Choose
The cub reared his head against the moon
The moon stayed and smiled back
waiting, patiently waiting
tears flowed as waterfalls
scars opened wide
He chose his gun toting cross
Leading him to a life of paradise
