For as much as I have tried to survive the wilderness,
It has also tried to survive me.
Because I have trampled over the oceans and forests,
I have lost the privilege of the tree.
No air is there left to fill my lungs,
I now breathe in only nightmares.
No longer are there fish in the stream for my belly.
I simply eat whatever I dare.
I have robbed the woods of their sweet pine smell,
Replaced with only the scent of death.
Our children grow weak and sickly these days;
Their laughter is happiness bereft.
My ancestry was paid no mind,
I simply carried on with my plight.
To Christianize this land,
To bind the wild man,
I was blind to God's true light.