The silence through the trees

The silence is all around

an echo of what was once found

in the treetops or underground

in the sky or the land

the animals that roamed free

caged for eternity

the birds in the skies

caged for life

the silence whipping through the trees

empty

not one bee

the wild spiders and snakes

the wombats that roam to the lake

the forest is empty now

all the animals gone

all that remains

is an echo of the life

that once roamed the plains