The Wolf and Sheep

A wolf does not lose sleep over the opinions of sheep 
Fangs and claws have fermented it’s blood lust
Its peers surround it and congratulate carnage
Death’s messenger in the forest
Producing progeny to propagate butchery
Fending off competition
Defying death with each days battle
It’s grit endures ever onward

And yet behold the sheep
Wool armor has made them soft
Grazing in pastures of blue skies
Shepherd providing shelter for each moment
Creating clouds of gentle kindness
Producing progeny to propagate beauty
Converting their life into purpose
And their death feeding life

A wolf does not lose sleep over the opinions of sheep
But when asked the sheep say.
“Poor wolves; aren’t they endangered?”

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