The Nest - Jose Gonzalez
Saw them gathering sticks from the ground
By the thicket while assembling a nest
On alert for any lingering threat
Building frantically without rest
Walls grew dense and blocked out the sun
Caving in everyone
Darkness fell wiped a once joyous tone
Then famished like possessed ended eating their own
Saw them gathering sticks from the ground
By the thicket while assembling a nest
