Grief Of The Tortoise

I have survived
Have reached
My destination and I know what
I need
To accomplish

Revenge for the fallen
Not yet understanding
But already rotten
In the sand unevolved
The blood of our hatchlings
Spilled next to the ocean
The waves fade to red
Erasing the mess

With our kind
Need to build
The future for all left from our kin

We raise them
In terror
From what they have sustained since their birth

The destruction
Lies behind us
Needs to be forgotten

Never forget
We need to be reminded
That our breed
Is about to be erased from the living
From the living - dead

We couldn't protect them
From the Hunters above
What shall we do
We need more of us
And less of them

Technology advances
And with it mere power
Machines can one day fly through the sky

We will build a machine to
Avenge them armed to the teeth
We finally will be victorious

Let's protect our youngsters
From their forsaken doom