In dappled silence
The resistance begins
To their made-up world
Go out young mind
And see the forest
Learn how it works
Life is unfair
Tragedy happens
It can be beautiful
See the streams
From the decay
Wash away doubt
Yes there is carnage
But it has a natural side
Existence made good
The smell of fresh mint
A zillion stars
Moon & sun romantic
Pecking orders
Hierarchies
Competition & co-operation
The weak die
The strong survive
That's the way it is
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