Taming Evolution

I once was wild,
No hand could tame
This savage beast
For I would maim
Whoever tried
To touch my heart
At risk of being
Torn apart.
My fangs were sharp
And I would bite
Whoever fought me
Day or night;
A world where I
Would eat you first,
But then there came
A troubled thirst.

In winter’s whirl
Your camps were made,
Fires burned,
And I was swayed;
A little closer
I would creep,
The warmth I longed
To try to keep.
You let me stay
And even fed
The hungry beast
That most would dread,
And now I’m changed
And keep the guard
Outside your door.

9 thoughts on “Taming Evolution

  1. Sounds like Biscuit. Only she doesn’t so much guard the door as her food basin.

    1. Sounds like she’s more true to her roots. 😉

      1. She’s just very loyal to the food bowl.

  2. another great poem 🙂

    1. Hehe, glad you think so. 🙂

  3. Wow!!! Really good did I say wow?

  4. Thanks for visiting my blog – truly enjoyed reading many of your poems..great stuff…

    1. It was my pleasure to visit your philosophically driven blog. I’m so glad you found something to enjoy here as well. 🙂

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