We Used to Love the Woods

Sentimental semi-rhyming poem circa 2024

We Used to Love the Woods

The land we brought to fruit

Has deep roots

Earth pulling

All games played here

Unfolding brutally

Everywhere corpses

Burning, turning inward

Learning the search

In a turn of their own undoing

Hurdled the perch

Blood pooling

Amidst the change

I choose 

To ponder, as I do

And when I do

I wonder

How did fare the others?

(As well as you)