The poem
The summer sun ray shifts through a suspicious tree. though I walk through the valley of the shadow It sucks the air and looks around for me.
The grass speaks. I hear green chanting all day. I will fear no evil, fear no evil The blades extend and reach my way.
The sky breaks. It sags and breathes upon my face. In the presence of mine enemies, mine enemies The world is full of enemies. There is no safe place.
The last sentence in this poem is so true the world has no safe places to hide.