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Evil Grandfather Poems | Evil Poems About Grandfather

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Details | Verse |


“Grandfather, grandfather! At school today,
a classmate hit me with a book.
The teacher made him stay inside
for recess. She said he was a good boy 
who did a bad thing. What did she mean?”

“Grandson, I will tell you a story.
All men have inside of them two wolves.
One wolf is all that is good in the world:
the bravery of warriors,
kindness toward others,
compassion for our elders.
the strength of our mothers.

The other wolf is all that is bad in the world:
the hatred of one man for another
murder and theft among the clan
envy, sorrow, regret---
all that is evil among man.”

“And Grandfather, which wolf wins?
The one that you feed, grandson.
The one that you feed.”

Copyright © Mary Oliver Rotman | Year Posted 2015

Details | Blank verse |

I know

You left me amid a pack of wolves,
snarling, baring their teeth...
closing in on me.
I know they'll tear me apart.

As the night grows darker, colder,
I hear their menacing howls,
and I realize I'm all alone.

I know tonight's my last night.

I search all around for you,
call to you for help,
all the while knowing you won't come.

I know you can't.

But, I fight back
I fight the wolves with all I've got,
and I emerged the winner.

Now, I know I'll live another night.

Copyright © Angie Thomas | Year Posted 2014