Your heart may be indulged in pure happiness
If your eyes were being entertained by the dim
Lightness of the forest in such a morning,
A late morning perhaps..
Or else, your heart will not be in its ordinary pace
If you entered the same said forest at late dusk
Where your eyes might shut itself at such an
Eeriness and creepiness as the path is
Covered in fog, thick mist,
The trees stand far away and all your eyes can
Beheld is the silhouette of them.
One may wonder, someone is cooking a meal in open fire at such thick smoke..
Its dreadful, if you ever find the possibility to lost yourself at such hours..
But not for me, i was used to such dreadness.
Living among homo sapiens are much fearful than darkness.
I had invaded the place since birth.
Completely isolated or partially invaded by
Scary if it were the homo sapiens..
They may put snares to tear up your skin for their furniture,
Or shot you for their dinner,
But none chooses you as their pet.
They either plans to kill you or
Destroy your habitat completely,
None contributes to save you
And if there is, they might be sages or saints.
But the world is in danger of extinction of such
Saints and sages and were being
Polluted by misanthropist and terminators
None could hinder, and if there is, they are given
The common name of slaves by the most powerful human beings, but the strength mentioned here
Is not bodily strength,
Nor a herculean form but in the way of possessing
An easily burnable paper, created by man
themselves to destroy themselves.
An innocent life like mine has no value compared to the mentioned money...