Awaken from a hammock 'tween the trees
In forest free of villagers en masse.
Relieved from elders' sermons, you're at peace
Beside your piko grazing on the grass.
Astride your feathered friend who's had her fill,
Embark upon the pleasures of the hunt.
Without the game, you shall not score a meal
To build your bones and keep your wits unblunt.
You fill your belly, but you can't dismiss
A craving of the heart that won't abate:
Your family and Pairo you do miss,
As well as warmth of home where they await.
With every step you take toward your goals,
More lives are lost, and eyes are turned to holes.