If you are from the ancient past, I envy you,
Because you are one those brave humans who,
Fought The Great War to save our race,
Despite the hardships you must have had to face.
I have read all about you in my school,
How under the cruel and egregious rule
Of The Enemy, the humans like slaves were treated,
How you were all, by them, disrespectfully greeted.
That their corpses you were forced to eat,
Forced to swallow their hands, heads and feet,
That you had to wear their dead on your bodies,
Oh! How rotten was the Enemy species!
But then some of you, against them, rebelled,
With your axes, saws, many of them you felled,
Fearing being overthrown, The Enemy grew frantic,
And then put into a place a very cunning trick.
Using their magic, some humans they seduced,
And in doing so, the human’s unity, they reduced,
The rebellion, by The Enemy, was thus, cunningly quelled,
And the brave rebels were, from the Kingdom expelled.
Despite that, valiantly you continued your strife,
Inspite of the threats by The Enemy, to your life,
You soon amassed an army enormously huge,
And descended upon The Enemy like a deluge.
Thus began The Great War in all its glory,
The ensuing battles: bloody, woody and gory,
Soon The Enemy was faced with the final fight,
And even they knew they retained no might.
So, as a last stand they used magic much fiercer,
And made the sun grow hotter and hotter,
Despite that, the war was still, by you, won,
Even as our planet grew hotter like the sun.
And even though our planet became more heated,
Atleast like slaves, you were no longer treated,
And so what, if so much blood was spilled,
Atleast The Enemy – The Trees were all killed.