Them Like Me

As I sway in the wind people look at me no special as another 

I sight all the animals small to large as they weave their way around on the forest floors

I am as free as a bird yet as stuck as a boulder and as in danger as the others

There is a problem them like me are getting killed more than once a second 

Awful people are killing us every second all for one reason. Themselves

Stand up to the people and say what is right for my kind  because we can’t

As stuck as a rock we are, no voice we have can fight for ourselves in this reckless society we live in. We can’t so you have to.

Help save the trees.