Eagle Cry

Shining down upon veiled earth watched by ever paler moon Still I am alive, but I fear for you my end is soon Awake always with a throabing croak or a distaint cry. I understand not why you battle me for I am you and you are I Hidden within my expanses Bursting shades of emeral greens I am the world of my people The people the world of my dreams Living inside my interior fwd by that which surrounds My people and I are one, they hunt I adsorb there sound Before I turn to burnt out ash nothing left, but rot Remember please my people know what yours so long ago forgot