Echoes of the Fallen Trees

These forests are beautiful spots to live and die, 

But sadly that’s all a lie…

Our forests are slowly disintegrating,

Getting chopped down for our needs,

And while we are all debating, 

We need to plant more seeds,

And stop these horrible deeds,

You say it’s your pleasure, but is it really?

Clearly you can’t see

That our trees are begging for our needs,

If our trees go

It’s just like time,

They will be gone before you know!

So why are we cutting down trees,

Who gave us this life that’s so free?

Soon we'll be wearing masks just to finish our daily tasks,

Being outside isn’t a pleasure,

Our world is nothing we treasure,

Take a leap

We must not be upon defeat.