Genocide

I wish I can go to the past

To seat down in the shadow;

Where the trees knew me

In densed forest meadow.

My true neighbors, my trees

My play mates, they were;

Dropped me snacks, fruits

Gave me comfort and real care.

Like parents said, oh my son

Don't run in the hot Sun;

Heat goes in the your head

And headache is not fun.

My friends were there

I trusted and I quickly ran;

Ready, steady, me to host

Shaked leaves, provided fan.

I knew they loved me

Food on the ground plate;

Only the ripe and yellow

To fill me up total complete.

In that heaven, they used to say

Lay down now, in our wild;

Time to nap under the shadow

Lets sing to sooth you child.

They were slaughtered

I lost them, they all vanished;

I can't go back, it hurts

Make me speechless, suprised.