The wild

Deep in the concrete forest

Life is more hostile

Predators and prey alike

Fear the darkness of night

Unforgiving is the sight

Of those helpless unable to fight

Wise is to hide inside your hive

Foolish it is even to peek

If they catch you

Your bones they will break

Only the eerie cry you can make

Shaking your head for how Foolish you are

To go hiking at night

Should have waited for the morning light

When the wolves take their hunting rest.