A tree's message
By Max H
I am tree, I house koalas,
A few insects and possums that find refuge under my cabana.
I like my inhabitants, we are quiet and happy,
Until we hear the big machines rolling in,
They chained up my fellow trees, and ripped them out of their roots,
What did we do to deserve this, what caused all of this?
We were extremely happy the way things were,
But day by day that chain machine gets closer to us,
Until it’s only one tree away,
Today is my day, run little koalas run, go far away,
And as I crash down, a tear runs down from my trunk,
I realise that deforestation is killing the world
but there is absolutely nothing I can do,
But promise me this, when the world is being fuelled by synthetic oxygen.
Mark my words… you were warned.