The Beautiful Bottlebrush

It was us who killed it.

It was once crimson, green, and brown,

Now it looks just like it has a frown.

We need it to live but we never care,

It had a life too, and now it is bare.

Oh, tree you were so big and brave.

When you see us, you get afraid.

The beautiful bottlebrush or Callistemon as it’s known,

The flooding rain and wild winds have blown.

The big red flame with its mighty glare,

Has caused extinction and despair.

Now we need to work together,

To stop the climate change and weather.

All we can do is start the crusade.