The land that was once ours

The trees that are like skyscrapers

begin to lose their leaves

The rain pours down in buckets.

What once was dirt is now mud

The place we call home

Tracking through the forest

Feels like it is never ending

The sky bluer than the ocean

The land wider than the galaxy

The place we call home

The ocean that goes on for an eternity

The sand hot like lava  

The little craps scuttering around

Like their feet are on fire

The place we call our home

We look around

At the once perfect land

Now filled with buildings and roads

It was once ours but now it's theirs

It is no longer the place we call home.