Choose The Beast
Poem
they train us to be afraid
condition us from young girls
to dread the untamed wild
and its famished inhabitants who crave our flesh
we stroll cautiously into the deep woods
laces tight
and thick hoods in resistance against the bitter cold
never daring to wander alone into the dense unknown
where every snap of a twig signals an approaching beast
but there were no warnings
of the predators who stalk among us
camouflaged as harmless prey
their eyes gleam with a sinister hunger
whose smiles shield knives as sharp as their intent
masking their true nature
with impeccable grooming and domestication
while hypnotizing us into a false sense of security
but behind their perfected facades
lies the true apex predator
that reeks of entitlement
fueled by unchecked dominance
they hunt and feed off their kind
