A Boy In the Wood

Day has turned to night Ominous darkness now looms Shadows fill this wood Trees creep and follow Eyes shift about within them Focused on the five The five are in camp Seated around a fire All are quiet now Morning has broken just All seems peaceful for a time This is not to last The men sneak around Hoping to catch them off guard And spot one alone A boy is taken then His cries are silenced by men Not a soul hears him A cry is then heard Then silence creeps into play All is then made still Naught but wind remains Whispering through the forest Only trees hear it Night time falls once more All creatures now cease to stirr Stillness fills the wood