The things the people stole

The forest that I lived in was once thriving with life.

Everything glowing, everything full of light.

But that changed on a fateful day when the people barged into our homes.

Claiming they were doing some good by breaking our bones.

Stripping our peaceful little town and chainsawing it down.

They took all our homes just to build their town.

The warm summer breeze.

Is no more without the trees.

So save my home in the tall branches.

And give my friends some chances.

So go without paper.

Go without palm oil.

And by doing some of these small things you will save my home.