The Human's Rampage

Birds sing while I amble through the forest,
my hooves crunching the leaves,
the beautiful autumn leaves swaying in the breeze,
splashes of orange, red and pink are smeared across the sunset.

Yet the animals with two legs and arms continue
their rampage for homes and buildings,
the sound of thunk as axe meets
the redwood trees standing true after centuries.

All of the pleasure, joy and satisfaction
of the beasts invading my home,
yet they still act like one big still gnome,
even after years of learning and trying.

The humans haven't achieved what was ours before,
instead, they shredded it all into pieces,
putting tags on us like leashes,
how dare they still laugh and drink and party.

So save our world before it's too late,
and you could still have yours.