by ChristinaSng
I return to the roots,
The branches, the leaves,
To the only place
I ever found peace.
In this palace of winds
I am one with the trees,
The crows and the ravens
Bring solace to me.
No devastation from men
With their sticks and knives,
No destruction from those
Labelling me with a price.
Here I am now
With the sticks and stones,
Here I will reduce
Them all into bones.
They will arrive
With their guns and scythes,
Here we will wait
And eat them alive.