WHERE ARE THE WILD THINGS?

Where are the wild things?
Oh, they’re surely here
So close, prowling, breathing,
Hunting in the shadows of
Those deep and dark woods
Whispering of freedoms
Forbidden by civilization
Long forgotten by apes
Mad enough to wear clothes
And sit in offices
And poison a planet
They have demands
The wild things do
Do you hear them?
And do you hear them growl
That if we are gone
There will still be wild things?

Robert Wertzler - 2019
#poetry #environment