“It is you who prologs this suffering” the wolf said. 

Humans always do;

their tender hearts,

their sentiments,

their rights,

their wrongs.

They can see no further,

no further than their own moral pain. 

Hoping in vain that one good deed will save them.

Save them from their suffering,

their fear,

their mortality.” 

“Death is but part of life” the wolf said

Not ugly,

nor unjust

nor impure

It’s the one thing that is sure,

the second thing that binds us.

Look away now…

see not your own demise,

your last breath,

heart beat,

vision,

love.

Live in fear, why don’t you,

but capture me not in that chain,

for I am wolf.

Free.

Live and Death,

are Me.