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Becoming a Silverback
“It is hard for the ape to believe he has descended
from man.”--H.L. Mencken.
I’m always saddened
to hear about yet another
In 2018, this label
was given to the mountain gorillas
of the Congo, Uganda, and Rwanda.
I wonder if God,
or maybe just our personal angels
and spirit guides are sad
as they witness us,
as a species, moving daily
toward our own extinction?
We seem determined
to murder the Earth,
and don’t seem to equate that
to our own demise.
I cannot prognosticate
who or what will arrive first--
Jesus or the bull asteroid.
One brings salvation,
the other destruction;
mass ascension or cremation?
9 million years ago,
that group of primates
that would become gorillas.
split off from humans and other apes.
Often I feel more ape than humanoid.
I am about 5’7” tall,
the same height as an adult
They weigh in at 400 pounds.
At 260, I would be considered puny.
Some men still have the remnants
of a sagittal crest--I’ve lost mine.
We certainly differ in our diets,
gorillas are mostly herbivores,
and I am a proud carnivore.
Gorillas tend to be social,
and live in groups.
Some rogue males can live alone,
but like bachelors, they search
I have always struggled
with anger management,
being capable of being beastual.
My gorilla cousins, although
very powerful, are basically shy
and reserved--probably a result
of vegetarianism. Silverback
leaders will fight to the death
to protect the group, as will females
to protect their young.
We share that primal trait.
A gorilla’s life span is 28-40 years.
Ours, thank God, is usually twice that.
I might make it to 100.
I read about a Silverback
that made it to 56.
I certainly see myself
in some great ape behaviors.,
and I’m not ashamed of it.
Posted over at d'Verse Poet's Pub