Across the Underground
There was a time
Where we were hidden
Like mushrooms
Under maple leaves—
Afraid of devourers,
Fearful of the open sky,
But we continued
To spread ourselves
Across the underground,
And we found comfort
Where others hadn't.
There was a time
Where we were hidden
Like mushrooms
Under maple leaves—
Afraid of devourers,
Fearful of the open sky,
But we continued
To spread ourselves
Across the underground,
And we found comfort
Where others hadn't.