The wildest of winds ran like a pirate
Blowing and pushing vines and branch
Cacophony of noise pierced painlessly
The hues of sky varied constantly
For the jungle awaited the entry
Of a girl who had breeze in hair
Passion in heart and dance in her feet
For she was the nymph that rested here
With charm that could turn the river
With a heart that could move hills
For she was the nymph of the forest
A forest that was her mother and father
Little did nymph knew that time turned
The forest were dwellings of leftovers
The time of life has passed
For men had landed in her forest
To these men forest was a waste
To these men forest was a means
And went they deep into her forest
Plundered and killed her home
For the men didn't saw it as a home
For the men it was a means
Nymph found her helpless and wipes
She found herself without a home
She found herself without her parents
So she waited till the forest grew back
But then again the men came
Plundering and killing again
On a cold night while men rejoiced
Nymph took her last breath
But with the last breath came a curse
the nymph orphaned by man cursed
She cursed that not a daughter lived
With air that would be pure
With air that would give life
But will live with air that would eat
For the air will carve everything
Inside of their hearts for what they did
For making a nymph orphan
