Canids of the Remote Wilderness
The Grey Wolf roams freely at Wolf Park outside Lafayette, Indiana,
Bringing light to visitors who swoon over tiny pups,
And gape over wolves tearing into watermelons
Stuffed with pig ears, sausages, dog treats, all the good stuff.
Compare the joy on children’s faces while
The wolves lick, chew, devour and carry off
Their summery watermelon treats
To the darkness of stereotypical tripe like The Grey,
Like a lachrymose Liam Neeson punching
A majestic creature in the snout.
There’s a darkness to lazy villainization
And an angelic light to nonprofits like Wolf Park
That seek to educate the public.
It can be easy to demonize a predator.
It can be hard to understand the vital role
Such a creature plays in a complex ecosystem.
Places like Wolf Park elucidate
Population control, a natural order and balance.
Beyond the intellectual, they present the ineffable:
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