Blue star sun-orchid

Through Spring Town to Mount Pleasant

I am said to be found

Through Birdwood to Mount Torrens

I am hoped to be healthy

Hoped. Hoped because the humans don’t care

They destroy our habitats, our homes

No regrets, no remorse, no nothing

So my population decreases

With my habitat destroyed

We try to plead for help

But no one hears, no one comes to our aid

My cornflower-blue flowers stay calm and happy, though

For they have no idea

What is happening to me, to the trees

Help me, save me

Help the trees, save the trees

I am a blue star sun-orchid

And I need your help