A Fable About Choices

There once was a bear cub.
A black, cocky bear cub.
This bear cub liked to eat.
He would gorge himself on meat and honey.
He would sit in his cave and eat and eat and eat.
This bear cub got fat.
He lost his edge.
Eventually he had nothing left to eat.
He had to venture out, to hunt.
But he had forgotten how.
His stomach dragged on the ground.
He made too much noise travelling through the forest.
He had lost his edge.
He went back to his cave and laid up.
His hunger ate at him.
His hunger became cunning.
He remembered how to hunt.
Hunt, bear cub, Hunt.