Am not alone in whom life seem forest
Condition abound in which diversion occur
With no other choice rather to concur
And give reverence to force in the highest

Once in forest to silence I observe
With sound of birds all in my ear
And wild predators all here and near
Thus my strength now all in reserve

Camping in forest to vigilante I remain
For erecting a tent now a work
And my survival now a luck
For I am inflicted with a means to contain

As obtain in forest so thus life
For all I thread is means to survive