I noticed tonight,
a deeper darkness
filling the mysterious quiet
of the wood, a forest of our mind.
We choose now today to be afraid,
we could walk freely
when in the stone castles
a moat our greatest fear.
Oh certain there were evil
lurking inside the shallows,
yet vulnerable as we might
have been, then it was so rare.
Today, and every day now,
it is not simply the forest life
watching our every move,
yet it is a jungle of lost humanity.
Such is a definitive cry of woe
to know our lives in a technical
brainwash of social embrace,
we forget a silent walk when alone.
Oh to know that forest of old
a place whereby our lives so bold.