The Big Bad Wolf (55)

The Big Bad Wolf (55)

1

When I step into the forest

I treat this as sacred ground

Where once the bears of legend

Well and truly could be found

And the Leopard cat ran wild

A safe distance from the zoo

Leaving just a bunny rabbit

To add flavour to the stew

The forest is a haven for all creatures to possess

It’s the place I like to head to when I feel under duress

Yet the wolves have departed, and the wild cats are few

Thanks to the business model and the greedy farmers too

2

When I step into the forest

With a certain sense of awe

I’m delighted Mother Nature

Binds together grace and law

Yet unfortunately our species

Has the most destructive flaw

With our pride a little monster

Clutching a destructive saw

The forest is a haven for all creatures to possess

It’s the place I like to head to when I feel under duress

Yet the wolves have departed, and the wild cats are few

Thanks to the business model and the greedy farmers too

3

When I step into the forest

It’s farewell to the bright sun

As the foliage growing thickly

Hints that night has just begun

But there is no need to worry

The light maker hasn’t gone

He is shining on the forest

That we choose to trample on

The forest is a haven for all creatures to possess

It’s the place I like to head to when I feel under duress

Yet the wolves have departed, and the wild cats are few

Thanks to the business model and the greedy farmers too

4

When I step into the forest

Where the bear cannot be found

And the clever Leopard tiger

Has the zoo to hang around

And the wolves have departed

In their packs as this works best

It’s a shame the human species

Is more vicious than the rest

The forest is a haven for all creatures to possess

It’s the place I like to head to when I feel under duress

Yet the wolves have departed, and the wild cats are few

Thanks to the business model and the greedy farmers too

5

When I step into the forest

There is not much left to see

With the bulk of God’s creation

Now as dead as dead can be

With so many trees now fallen

And the squirrels sadly grey

Due to human intervention

And a brew we call decay

The forest is a haven for all creatures to possess

It’s the place I like to head to when I feel under duress

Yet the wolves have departed, and the wild cats are few

Thanks to the business model and the greedy farmers too

The End

© Frankie Espirit