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Children of the Wild

August 29, 2014
By lucychuang555 BRONZE, Duluth, Georgia
lucychuang555 BRONZE, Duluth, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
“It is true that those we meet can change us, sometimes so profoundly that we are not the same afterwards, even unto our names.” - The Life of Pi


Children of the Wild

Hues of all colors paint the trees

Emerald greens, vibrant oranges, crimson reds.

The lush arms stretch forward,

Sheltering the dangerous children beneath.

 

They lurk

            And swipe,

Cunning and dark.

The children are bathed in the tears that fall-

            Down from their mothers.

Growls emerge, blood smeared in paw marks

 

Yellow and black spots cloud the morning mist

Prowling the night, when they do not sleep

Eyes of a predator, jaws open wide

In mother’s arms they pounce. One last kiss.

 

Onyx in sight: as the others scurry, concerned.

The forest alive, a beating-heart grave

Growls turn to purrs as the hunger is sated.

As the tears fall once more, the children return.


The author's comments:

This poem is inspired by the lush Amazon rainforests and the animals that lurk beneath the surface. In every human being there is a dark part of us that emerges from the night and swipes those around us when we are upset, angry, or irritated. Every child experiences a time in their life where they are not cradled by their mothers, but feel hungry for knowledge, power, and something more. The Children of the Wild emerge when we cannot express ourselves and emotions fight their way to the surface. 


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