deforestation
By Ryder J
Published 24 September 2022
We the trees help us with our needs.
You cut us down and we want you to turn around.
You step on us like sand but now we can’t fill up the land.
A bed is made but there is no first aid.
Buildings get higher but we get lower.
As the flames rise I say my goodbyes.
We help
With the air
Then you cut us
And that's
Really
Unfair.
The past is in
In the past
So now please
Act fast.
Help us
Trees grow and
Let us see you walk by
So don't let us die