The Refined Beast

there is nothing quite like it,
the wild animal raised in vile captivity.
their abstracted aggression,
so vicious, so confounding. . .
so fascinating but pernicious.
it's not very human as we know it,
not predictable nor even.
they see a world full of demons,
then act accordingly, a priori.
Unlimited by expectation or understanding,
whenever they do learn manners,
they become more human than any one of us.

Author's Note

Reviews

[KWP]

Well yes - so true - I always think that those who dare to step, or perhaps not even dare, perhaps as your poem states, it is the only existence they have ever know. The dark side (as we call it) has so many lessons. Lessons that one cannot even fathom at an understanding until they have been placed right smack bang in the middle of it, then by instinct and necessity, because we are human, we learn (most of us) to fight and scrape our way out.

Great articulation of thought X

[Davidgeo]

Thank you very much mrs lady from kangaroo territory. The whole "hero from tragedy" and/or Tarzan storyline is mostly a complete and total myth unfortunately. There was this one mathematician from India who just somehow knew how to do high level mathmatics without any kind of training many many decades ago... I forget his name, Ramnanajon or something funky like that. It's not the same thing but similar...finding advantage from a place of disadvantage and stuff like that.

[KWP]

And the shame is, that mathematician you are referring to ended up dying from some sort of chest infection at an early age anyway ... Back to focussing on living in the moment I suppose X