Deep in the shadows of a beating heart,
Two wolves dwell, each playing a part.
One, dark-furred with eyes that gleam,
Born of anger, pride, and a selfish dream.

The other, a wolf of radiant light,
Whose howl sings of hope in the night.
Kindness shapes its gentle frame,
Born of love, with no hunger for fame.

They battle within, both tooth and claw,
Each feeding on what they draw.
The dark wolf thrives on fear and pain,
Its strength renewed by hate's refrain.

The light wolf feasts on acts of grace,
On every smile, on every embrace.
Its power grows with every deed
That meets another's genuine need.

The fight is fierce, the outcome unclear,
Which wolf will triumph, love or fear?
But the answer lies within your hand,
A truth as old as the shifting sand.

For the wolf you feed is the one that will win,
So choose your own fate, virtue or sin.
The battle may rage, yet the choice is yours,
To open your heart or lock its doors.

Deep in the shadows of a beating heart,
Two wolves dwell, each playing a part.
In their conflict, your destiny's spun,
For within your soul, they are but one.