By Aarika Das Panda (Y13)
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If you gave life to something of your own,
with body parts and flesh sewn together
and watched it as it rose.
Only to find you birthed the ugliest creature.
What would you do?
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Frankenstein decided to flee and hide, to cower and scream.
He let his ‘monster’ roam free, without warning,
into a cruel, unaccepting world.
And wished it begone forevermore
while he reeled over the madness his desires brought.
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To his surprise, the ‘monster’ returned, and the monster killed.
But all he wanted was that child to accept him, and if not a wife.
He sought companionship, acceptance, and love,
all of which his creator, his father, denied.
Condemning him to a life of ostracism.
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So the monster murdered more and more
until Frankenstein was alone too
and vengeful, yet he too slowly succumbed to death.
Now, the ‘monster’ was truly alone,
no father, wife, child, companion.
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Frankenstein’s creation was a child seeking love,
forged into accepting the cruelty of those around him
and eventually mirroring their murderous desires.
Made of borrowed flesh and blood, and risen by a false god.
Was Frankenstein’s ‘monster’ ever truly the Monster?