Reclamation

The wolf walks through the ruins old
The forest is dead but the tale still told
Of how man came and tore it down,
and raised their buildings from the ground

First they brought the raging flame
They called it controlled but ‘twas not tame
With disregard for all of us,
It scorched the oaks ‘till all was dust.

Then they sent the metallic beasts
Who with glowing eyes and razor teeth,
Razed the burrows and upturned the earth
And drained the lake, blind to its worth.

They constructed their homes where ours once stood
And chased us away, wanting us gone for good
Now they’ve left as quickly as they came,
Having destroyed the forest without any shame

Gradually our mother nature fights on
To reclaim what was lost; thought to be gone
Plant life breaks through layers of stone
And slowly we return to our ancestral home.