Savage Poem by Ashley burnam

Walking through the mossy grass
Leaves and twigs, biting at my face and hands,
I find myself singing within my heart.
Im in a wonderland,
so peaceful so dark.

The sound of a gunshot rings thorugh the air,
animals run,
my family is scared.

Picking up a stick so sharp,
I will pierce the bellies of the men that came from afar.

You may think im barbaric,
savage, unhuman.
But my mind is like yours,
though i lack your fortunes,

You better run,
because i come for you know,
in my home forest
dark as the hells
that give you fright.