One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that
goes on inside people.
He said, 'My son, the battle is between 2 wolves inside us all.'
'One is Evil.
It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance,
self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.'
'The other is Good.
It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness,
benevolence, empathy, gene
rosity, truth,
compassion and faith.'
The grandson thought about it for a minute and
then asked his grandfather Which wolf wins?
The old Cherokee simply replied, 'The one you feed.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you are young philosopher. hope you keep for us your clean and broad soul.)