I the wolf mighty and majestic

Sit perched upon my rock

My howl frightens you

Bringing shrill delight to me



But am I evil to want power

To command respect from my court

Is it I that commands the respect or my ways

But I do not seek power, fear, or respect; non

I search for love and understanding

I search for placid meadows to birth my young



And you set in your ways hunt me

Your fear overrides your moral judgments

So as I set upon my rock and contemplate my next move;

I tend to wonder what will morning bring

But it is petty of me not to live for today



So I climb down from my rock and shimmy homeward

For I know the day is done the fight almost won

I hear them calling but think not of it

For I know tomorrow will bring another adventure