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.