King Kong! Poem by Denis Martindale

The natives saw him when he stood, above the tallest trees,
Then worshipped him, as if they should, and not one to displease.
To him, such men sought not to harm, no weapons firmly raised,
They sang soft songs that kept him calm as if their god they praised.

Then strangers came and chained him tight, their captive for a while,
Until he fought with all his might so that they ran a mile.
Amid the strangers, he saw one and held her in his hand,
Yet who could save her? There was none! What rescue could get planned?

But then he gazed upon her face, as rage began to dim,
Until compassion then took place, right there inside of him.
She tamed the beast with sudden peace, without a single fear,
To get his wonder to release, as long as she was near.

And this, I hold in high regard, not swayed by size or strength,
But that, by faith, each can discard all fears that come at length.
To overcome, to rise above, not judging to condemn,
Nor trusting others who lack love or imitating them.

Somehow a bond had formed that day, a friendship rarely known,
Not thoughts of evil to repay to get back on her own.
And so King Kong had found a friend, a woman showing worth,
And cared for her until the end! As no one else on Earth!

So don't dismiss a woman's power, her beauty or her life,
As a mere object every hour, not even if your wife.
Nor undermine each life she's blessed, no matter, young or old,
Because each time she does her best, she's worth much more than gold!


Denis Martindale. November 2021.