by M. Joseph Boehler

clever foxes sowed discord among the pack,

splintering the wolves with doubts,

while the wolves bicker, the guard dogs sit chained,

their fierce jaws bound by invisible reins.

in the quiet depths of nature, power hides not in strength,

but in the subtle art of division—

where the clever turn the mighty into shadows,

and the loyal are left to wait for the key that never comes.