by Eli Kwake
Light and dark and things unseen
Midnight bright and blackened gleam
Forest call and township bell
One is freedom, one is hell
Will you remember, child lost?
Who you are and at what cost?
Dare you try to find your way?
Dare you hope or dream to stay?
Remember, lostling in the wood
There is evil, there is good
There are those who are not kind
Do not seek and never find
But if you find your way to home
Nevermore in shadows roam
Or they will know you’ve heard our call
And they will burn you, forest and all