Hoping
I stare dejectedly at the shadows,
They are cold, silent, and still,
Other rabbits are crowded around me,
The nervous silence is somehow shrill,
I can hear the bottled-up tension,
For every heartbeat echoes loud,
But General Woundwort will not listen,
He says Efrafans should proud,
'Proud of what?' I think glumly,
'Of being crowded in the dark?
Of sitting unnaturally in this burrow?
Until an officer comes for our mark?'
Even when I'm out to silflay,
All the freedom is drained out,
For officers patrol around me,
They know I'm looking for an escape route,
I've done nothing to deserve this life,
Into it I was born, though,
Every moment is silent torture,
Oh, why does the day go by so slow?
My dreams are where I truly live,
Where all around you can see,
Racing the wind through endless fields,
Oh, how I long to be free,
The council's been watching me,
They won't let me go far,
If I try to escape again,
I'll end up like poor Blackavar,
But I've got spirit; you can't hold me in,
I promised myself I'd never give up,
I'll find a way to have freedom,
No matter how hard, no matter how tough,
I'd run to the end of the world,
To escape the cautious terror here,
Elil to me mean nothing,
It's only depression that I fear,
I know that somewhere out there,
There's a place for me,
Where I can do as I please,
Oh, how I need to be freeā¦
