It’s How Brave You Are

Wild and tame have changed.
Birds and seals were tame
When they had no fear

Of the first men near.
That’s what the men said
Who shot and clubbed them.

Wild used to mean beasts
Who would fight back, would
Eat you, half a chance.

Now the tame are pets
And food and park life,
And the wild what’s left,

A myth, like these deer
Who browse in the scrub
By the road, mule-eared,

And don’t lift their heads
When a truck rolls past,
Tame wolves in the back.