What does one do
When that one must face the wolves?
Does that one turn and flee
Does that one face them
With grace and courage
Or on bent, quivering knees
And a wet face
The end is the same
But the meeting of that ending is different
Whether being a man, a sheep, or a mouse
Each to his own style
Own choice
But remember
The end is the same…
Or is it?
Does being a man or mouse make a difference?
Can a fate be changed?
It will never be known until its done.