The Chronicles Of A Day Stranded In Nature Part 1 The Dirt And Sky Poem by David Knox

Slowly... so slowly... colors and strange hues dot the sky
Reflected off the dirt...
Which appeared stained by a strange dye
Yet in beauty incarnate, we experience true hurt
In this paradise
Most of us feel like we're in he** with no water or ice
In a plae that looks so nice
We are tortured to do
Many physcial exercises... and mental ones too
Yet in this place resides happiness
But we could do with a less
Pain
But at least our lives have not begun to wain
I guess you could call it safe
Or safe pain numbers...sound off 1,2 sound off 3,4
Lost in nature, lost in a tree
Lost in boot camp stung by mosquito and bee
Runaway- no this is where I want to be
Lost in nature