OCELOT

I have never seen you

(have you ever seen me?)

in the wild.

I have seen you in the zoo,

in full view

of the curious and the caring,

the cruel and uncaring,

pacing, pacing, pacing

with unease,

enduring flash and stares,

spotlight and friendly glares,

probing, probing, probing.

But they will never know your secrets,

see your patience, grace and stealth,

stalking unwary quarry,

your super-anime strength,

though not quite as lethal

as your cousin from the Bengal.

I have never seen you

(have you ever seen me?)

in the wild.

Do I look to you

as uneasy as you look to me,

usurping territory,

bumbling, bumbling, bumbling,

stumbling, stumbling, stumbling,

falling, falling, falling,

felling trees,

the forest on its knees,

(uprooting evolution

by the roots),

planting, transplanting, asphalt

and concrete jungles in its place?

I have never ever seen you

(have you ever seen me?)

in the wild.

Copyright ©2010 by G. Newton V. Chance