When the
Security
arrive,
to be away
pays good
returns:
the forest’s
where you
stay alive.
There’s only
one way to
survive -
you hide out
while your
village
burns
when the
Security
arrive.
Whether
you’re five
or
eighty-five,
survival’s
for the one
who learns
the forest’s
where you
stay alive.
See how the
village
people dive
into the
undergrowth
and ferns
when the
Security
arrive.
See how the
old and sick
contrive.
They know,
although
their
stomach
churns,
the forest’s
where you
stay alive
when the
armoured
columns
drive
through the
village. Law
adjourns
when the
Security
arrive.
The forest’s
where you
stay alive.
- David
Morphet 2003