The Wolves Within

An old Grandfather, whose grandson came to him with anger at a
Schoolmate who had done him an injustice, said, "Let me tell you
a story. I too, at times, have felt a great hate for those that
have taken so much, with no sorrow for what they do. But hate
wears you down, and does not hurt your enemy. It is like taking
poison and wishing your enemy would die. I have struggled with
these feelings many times."

He continued, "It is as if there are two wolves inside me; one is
good and does no harm. He lives in harmony with all around him
and does not take offense when no offense was intended. He will
only fight when it is right to do so, and in the right way."

"But the other wolf, ah! He is full of anger. The littlest thing
will set him into a fit of temper. He fights everyone, all the
time, for no reason. He cannot think because his anger and hate
are so great. It is hard to live with these two wolves inside me,
for both of them try to dominate my spirit."

The boy looked intently into his Grandfather's eyes and asked,
"Which one wins, Grandfather?"

The Grandfather solemnly said, "The one I feed."