Dew drops droop from the evergreen leaves,
As the moss emerges from pebbles through the trunks.
Dazzling Ulysses flutter as their arctic-blue wings hit the air,
The moist damp soil scrunches beneath me,
While the river bed immersed the greyish-green stones.
Lilly pillys blossom like jewels,
As the bottlebrushes scratches my arm.

But people uproot them,
They break our home,
They snap our branches and pull on our leaves,
They saw and saw,
Until there’s nothing left,
Until we are burnt, and wrecked.
Until everything is destroyed.