Escape

I stayed with society as long as I could
But their greed grew quickly old,
Longing for more then they should.
I fled with night as a hood,
From the icy hearts of cold.

Running I stumbled into a field,
Filled with honey and milk.
Flowers surround as a shield
While my mind slowly healed,
Lying on the grass of silk.

I awoke under the morning light,
Fresh dew, clean and pure,
I filled with fear upon the sight
Of those who gathered in the night.
Staring eyes at me obscure.

Ashamed I turned my face to hide.
Standards cannot be outrun.
Their scowls all implied,
The verdict they did decide,
They and I were not one.