Hunger and Pride
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Hunger and Pride
“Don’t bite the hand that feeds you.”
“But I’m hungry,” cries the wolf,
Snarling to intimidate me.
“Take the bone; I don't want it.”
And the wolf ungratefully does.
And for the time being, is satiated.
From inside the cage,
The wolf peers out, as if at a standoff:
Wily and wry and unapologetic.
And I look in, mesmerized;
Into its burning eyes and at bared teeth.
“O Canis lupus, trust me.
“You live in the moment,
Unable to comprehend
That I want to be your friend.”
And it cries, “Let me go!”
“O Canis lupus, I can’t set you free.
You will kill and devour the sheep.”
Copyright © Dennis Spilchuk | Year Posted 2020
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