Deforestation

They swallow their tears,

They have to endure unbelievable pain,

The pain of betrayal,

For those of trust are no longer themselves,

The pain of being grieved,

Being hurt by their only friends.

Their time of beauty is over,

Now all they are seen as is money,

Once they provided shade and cover from rain,

Now they provide a living for the ones who swung from their branches.

They wait for their time to come,

As they watch their acquaintances fall before them,

They know there is nothing they can do,

They are helpless in a brutal world.

The smoke rises from the forest,

Chainsaws at an ear-bursting decibel,

Men are nothing but offenders,

It is as if greed is the supreme ruler.

Pain and suffering,

This is the life of a tree.