We learn early

That civility is the

Rule of the day

That wild is an enemy

Meant to be tamed

We encroach

Blasting through mountains

For still another road

Transforming wilderness

In the name of progress

We demand the urban

Destroying a world

To prove our dominion

Preferring to cage

All we do not understand

But the wolves

Watch and wait

So many eyes unseen

And man’s demise

Will come

In ticker tape

And hate speech

And a drum beat made

For goose stepping

And denial of history

Monuments will crumble

Under sands and seas

A wild will return

Inevitably

But there will be suffering

Before there is peace

Before there is healing

Before the wild

Returns

To claim what was always its own – Caroline A. Slee