Habitat - by Gregory Derkenne

Racing heartbeats, price in sight,
primal intuition I no longer need to hide.
Once civilized and caged, a prisoner of the Hive.
Beaten the buzzing mainstream, I finally come alive.
Emancipated from consumption-chains.
Natures call is all that remains.
One way ticket into the Wild.

Running relentless through the woods
I am not made to be trained,
I am not made to be contained.
Untamed I come to terms,
with my vital necessity for ferocity.

Go on, little tigress, now you be free.
Climb on scorched rocks, sleep on broken trees.

Time to roll around in the green fields.
Unleash yourself, you will never yield.

Last gaze upon the fading city-lights
Never to return, time to face the night.
Star-guided, I will strive and stray,
to be reborn again within every day. 

One step closer to my Creator, 

one step closer to the Sun.
Leave me levitated in uncharted territory.
For it is instinct I long for, not human glory.

Savaged,
I belong.