I enter the forest to have some rest
what my eyes see there
I would not request
There is evil or eagle's
hunting for people
my body trimble's
fear catches me silently
this is a jungle
the forest is no home
it belongs to tigers, python, Lion and horrible things

Here I am alone
how I want to be free
from the no mercy beasts
how I wish I could see
a thousand hand's to retrieve
me from the blood hunter's
I will not run
they will sloter me as dust
and bury me deep to rust
the forest is a thousand giant fighting for one ant
the birds gorillas tiger and baboons
and kidnapping demons hunting with death and daggers

I creep to escape
the dry leaves cracking
my heart pounding
the forest is no place for humans
I could only survive
with a bomb or gun

ln the forest I did my best
and at last I am free
from the bad bloody beast
By poet Milton.

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