Ignored

Wet green trees,
swaying in the breeze.
As it gets dark, the owls peep out of their hollow,
to look for their prey.
They spy worms, so they go down...
... down to the ground.

As time goes on, there is nothing left.
I need to think of what to do.
How do I stop them?
Why are they doing this?
What do they want?

I tell them they are killing the animals!
I tell them they are taking their homes!
I tell them that they need to stop!

... but they just ignore me!