Once, there lived a mighty bear
He was a strength of nature,
A lord that ruled the woods he was
And life was his adventure.
He worried that the woods grew thin,
No room to place his bed.
A mind of metal and wheels men had
As Tolkien once said.
They wanted more, and more, and more,
Also his fur and head,
So when they finally made their move
One shot and he was dead.
“You shot me down”, the great bear roared,
“Both common folk and princes
You are the same you were before
For silver – thirty pieces.
You think that life is bought and sold,
That laws can be ignored,
You are not brave, not smart, or bold,
You just do what you learned.”
It happened so that woods became
A bargain for that land.
They were put down and sold as well.
Instead – a sea of sand.
You can consider this a tale,
A simple tale of fate,
But learn the lessons, learn them well
Before it is too late.