I woke up one morning
To find that my forest had gone
The deer had all scuttled
Before the break of the dawn
Lions that lay by me
Looked utterly weary and worn
The men that came last night
They sang as they cut along
They tore down the forest
Dammed up the river and all
The elephants upstream
Are trapped by a concrete wall
We walked side by side by
The stream that slowly dried
Without food and water, we dropped
And we soundlessly died
We heard they swooped on us
Sold our teeth, also our skin
They couldn’t sell our dreams and
All that was left within
We gathered our souls though we
Couldn’t gather our hides
Took what remained of our spirit
And all that was left of our pride
The dead elephants called us
The deer shrieked and the birds cried
We silently moved till we
Crossed the threshold of pain
Forever and over again
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