Sugar of the land

 They got lost in the simple game
spells are cast and realms are unknown
They come in jumbled and frightened
a waiting multitude of predators

It all seems like the sugar of the land
Yet the tongue will be cut and scored
They got lost on the roads and fields
searching for a gun, for a shield

each one came with their beautiful strategy
But the jungle was filled with a peril too many
Their codes and fancy advantages failed
So the greedy could eat

a simple game
Teeth must break flesh
blood must refresh sweetly
sugar of the land

The remains accumulate in winter leaves
so the undergrowth can return and foil the next wave
of suave naive error driven selfcertain players