"Camouflage" by Sierra July

Camouflage

Sierra July

Though human he was born with blots

Like permanent leopard print

Eyes scrunched, brows furrowed, sweat immune

Words and stones were thrown from fear, hate

Tears bit back, he took to the trees

Shadows hugged him; light kissed his flesh

Thus he fell to Nature's embrace

A home gained, a place he felt free

Still not quitting humanity

Poet's Notes: This is another poem that came about by considering nature's marvels. Watching a wildlife program featuring cheetahs made me come up with a human character with spots. I wanted a realistic tone; with people either fearing or despising said character. The ending came as a surprise even for me. I had the idea to make this completely tragic, but an almost optimistic last line sprung up instead. I'm actually glad it turned out like this.

Editor’s Note:  Taken literally, this poem has an interesting speculative narrative.  Metaphorically, the poem could be interpreted to represent the victims of bullies and anyone else who does not quite fit into society.