The Lone Wolf

I am a lone and bitter wolf

Wallowing in the black mud

I am a problem to be solved

An animal crawling for food

A lone wolf does not embrace

Whom surround it for a look

And dumps in it an envious face

On the love that it once took

However, Come closer carefully

You'll see a disregarded beast

Anxious to have its proper feast

At that moment, offer your hand

By looking at the beast’s very eyes

You'll realize there, its strength dies.