Save Some Trees

I stared down at the ground,

Starting to frown as I heard
The chainsaw starting

These roots are important for my survival,

 but humans are killing me. What chance is there of revival?

 We can never grow back once we're cut.

Please don’t kill my friends;

cutting us down never ends.

What are you going to do?
I said, waiting for a reply.

There's nothing we can do.
We just sit there saying goodbye.