The garden of light vs Black
wilderness nearly
gone
no song
Far in the jungle
must you roam
find such as she
pelted coat does
she wear
Jaguar in her lair
growing increasingly
much scarce
Such as she the cat
mired in ancient
tradition must stay so
hidden to protect
her forbidden
Culture for thousands
of years did
such raise
Almighty gold silver
did flow emeralds
such quality Ruby's
all mostly not
by taken tribes
Women Men
skein only
oil and trees
Hold such back
from extermination
shifted shape
spoken of beginning
was good
none had
quarrel with
thee
Introduced new world
shifted shape still so could
now for greed of those
so aforementioned
Hand is death
for they gasp
wrong breath
so fraught
With peril
now awaken en
them
The few left
of good
I would say
there shape
has not changed
good of people
The few whom
so remain take
you from here
back to there
so again
even for
a moment
The circle's of light
that so spawned
le al
Uloia Norris Moore
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shifters-of-their-shapes/
