# Forest

Author: Sagi
Tags: Nature, Non-Anthro, Short, poem


Fresh greenery surrounds


My head, so full of sounds.


Singing birds, lovely words


Echo all around.




This is where I am, for now, though society I must bow


To a life of insufferable strife


I'm left to wonder, "How?"




Not only this, but "Why?


Am I only to live and die?"


So I will not kneel to asphalt's deal


Of death, and treacherous lies.




I belong to these trees,


Where I rest on my knees


In praise of grace, free from a race


That I never truly believed.

Source: https://sofurry.com/view/921866