A Boy's Story

A little boy

Lived in a village,

In his mind

He possessed an image.

There was a hill

He thought always,

What lies behind it

One day he would witness.

Stories he had heard

Of the dark forest,

And of the giant demon

But he wanted to climb its crest.

He was calm

When he was a kid,

As he grew older

His vision became vivid.

He imagined behind the hill

Is a place called paradise,

If he finds

In the village, he will be most wise.

So he began

On his quest,

Until he reaches his destination

He would not rest.

On the way, he came across

Dark forest with spooky trees,

But determined for his destination

With every step, his excitement increased.

Walking over the dusty paths

Running down the slopes,

Finally, he reaches

With his high hopes.

To his surprise, he finds

There is a different world,

No less than a paradise

Where different creatures bustled.

He returned but told none

What he had witnessed,

If he tells

The new ecosystem will be harassed.

While sleeping

He promised to himself,

That he will forget about the place

So that nature is unharmed and dwells.