Secret Message Among Wolves

Well, I love wolves very much, but it is time to start a new chapter in my poetry. Many might not know, but I write them based on what I see. I soon hope to open peoples eyes with literature, but until it arrives, I have to start small. In my work, I am making it complicated. People are blind, the real picture is there in their face. I see them fight for survival in the forest all the time. To me, I consider it a burden I carry in my life, and it will never be finished. We may be smart, but they have the wisdom and the strength we are missing. I am glad that I am human, but I often wish I could run with them. Life as it is will probably never know the secret to its fulfillment. The human race will never be able to reach what it seeks so long as we fight among ourselves.