Savages of the Night

The trees are thick with stones – sticks.
The watering holes quench many souls.
Deep in the forest, its’ people rest.
Peace lives within people of nature.
Tribes dance, sing, and believe in what
they wish. People of the tribe are not
savages. They are like everyone else;
they want to be left alone. Those who
cut trees and disrupt the peace are the
real savages. Those who ravage
and pillage are savage. There’s peace
in the tribe as spirits come alive.

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