Friday, February 22, 2013

Forgotten Frontier

We came North before
They'd even carved a road through the icy tundra
The road came to us and we
Took pictures like tourists as men and machines
Chopped and dug and flattened with their smoke and noise
But before long they were gone and the forest was quiet again

We stayed for seven years in that quiet place far from everyone
Hidden away from the world with the trees and the snow wrapped tight around us
Until finally the call of the south was too strong to resist
And we surrendered to the cities

How few remain, lingering in that haunted wood
Waiting for the world to catch up.

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