Protect. In a world of monsters,
Man-eating giants, and those who kill
Their wives and children, then themselves,
There are the ones upon the road
Who'll stop and listen with kind eyes
Or bequeath a magic comb
Or a saying old and wise
Who give humanity, instead
Of taking, the woodcutters
Who hear the cry for help, and follow
The daughter who takes the scraps of love
And sews them into clothes that ward
Away the cold, yes, all of those
Can save a life, show us the road
Where all our hearts will intersect
With the truth within our bones:
In a world of monsters, we must protect.
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(A/N: We've been shaken this year in Australia by our fifth news story of a man who has methodically murdered his family. I do not think these men start as monsters, but what they do is monstrous, and I guess this poem was me struggling with that and how we're meant to react as a society and as people).
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The Fairytale Wakes
PoetryOnce upon a time is now. A poetry collection celebrating and subverting fairytales.
