Deforestation

I am a tree,

I live a simple life giving homes to animals around me

And all those animals can see is blood and tears

And the nights for all the animals is a place for their deepest fears

My last two legs are broken 

From when the men had come that day

The men killed all my brothers

And then they walked away

Day by day my fellow trees became nothing more than worthless wood

Night by night my family becomes nothing more than paper

They say that they had to and the men did all they could 

They used all of my branches to make a newspaper

Everyday more green got cut and turned to black

And closer everyday became the fatal thud

Everyday the men were using axes like they were swords

And when the trees got cut they land awkwardly in the mud

Eventually came the day that I had to feel the torture 

My branches came off one by one

And then came the biggest trunk.