Lacertine Forest

In this world there's an unknown forest Deep within parts not explored, yet. A corner of earth that's a mystery, Though only to our human race. A residence, of an ancient clan That have lived here for generations, and have survived By remaining in this place of seclusive presidence. A forest, an extensive population Of lizards, various breeds Most un-named, some with almost human features Most half breeds. Some you'll find can even fly, their species is growing larger All are born, within the trees, and their skin is rough like Scaled. Bark They are born with just a mother, from a spawn taken from the tree It is secreted on her skin, within days a child is within. Only six weeks and the child is born, a male but no genitals There are no need for these as all are fathered by the trees. This is a race on a steady decrease, an unknown foe called 'humans' Deadly pollution, drifting across, ocean to their land Causing, drought, killing the trees Taking their life source, causing distress, elders call council Much discussion, form strategy Then after much careful planning, decides To send a troop of flying lizards, a-broad Their mission is to discover What it is that is destroying Their fragile eco-system And to try make things right. We are a race from an ancient source That have lived here for generations And have destroyed, a multitude of things in Our time of residence, we must now face our destruction By a division of lacertilians, Their bodies are more resistant to our Weapons (than) anything we can create. We are now doomed to extinction And, we surely deserve it. Deluded arrogance, Mistreatment, of our world Will lead to certain death, Please forgive, our human race. --- Lacertine Forest - Psycroptic