Stranded
By Ayrton D
Published 29 August 2024
A barrade of trees in sight,
Malevolent animals on the hunt,
A solo male,
With numerous enquiries,
“How did I end up here?”
Eagles aggressively cawing,
Deadly berries on every blossoming branch,
The silence as loud as an anechoic chamber,
The earthy scent of the trees is too pure,
What will he ever do?