Somewhere In the Thick Dark Forest

SOMEWHERE IN THE THICK DARK FOREST Somewhere in the thick dark forest, There, you'd find captives held against their will. Hands bound, legs chained, They lay on the hard ground, half unclad. Dehydrated from thirst and hunger. Separated from their families, As many nights and day come and go, Thought of their imminent freedom very bleak. The blood thirsty abductors, Show no mercy nor compassion As they raise their long hard twisted whips, And dig into the wounded skin of their slaves, With each strike, they curse and yell, Ready to exterminate. Men,women and children weep uncontrollably, They have been dealt heavy blows. Some have fallen, some have been scarred. Somewhere in the thick dark forest, Captives still languish in the camp of their abductors.