you are the lone wolf lost in a land full of pain and despair.

You are the memory of the land this place was before.

You are bringing back the colour to this waist land.

You are the image of scurrying animals fleeing from their home as the monsters chops down the trees killing them, it brings pain and sorrow to the forest.

You are he piece if toxic plastic running around the sea jumping to its pray wrapping itself around the frightened animal till death comes creeping up on it.

You are the distance between death and a land where we can all be a peace.