Omega Wolf Poem by Sonny Rainshine

I’m told that wolf packs
are rigidly hierarchical.
Each member
knows its station
and its role.

The alpha male
and his alpha wife
typically rule without resistence.

The omega wolf
eats last, and is
kept in his
place by all the other members
of the pack.
Any breach of contract
is met with threatening growls and
bared teeth.

It’s said that
some omegas
stoically submit and accept
their plight.
Others rebel
and leave the pack,
seeking out other omegas,
even finding omega mates
and starting their own packs—
proof positive that oppression
is not inevitable
and can be resisted
if you’re clever enough
to sneak away.

I wonder if the omega
refugees and their offspring
have short memories
and designate an omega as well.