What do we know,
What will we ever,
Know of our link with the wolf?
Some say there evil,
Some say they're good,
Most say "i could'nt care less."
As humans we think,
"We're supirior," or "best"
With not one care of the rest,
But we all walk the earth,
So what makes us deserve,
to claim everything that we want?
So how do they see it,
Those knowing gold eyes,
When they run across open lands?
Where we see paper, they see a tree,
And buildings? A lost, destroyed homeland.
And what about hunting? Some see it as sport,
but the wise wolf views it as survival.
Where we see a pet, they see a packmate,
And food is a wonderfull gift,
I think we should learn to see like the wolf,
And claim nothing until we deserve it.