You Can’t Stop Me!

The sun sets

And light goes away

I fly away into warm homes

Years later

My home gets cut down

No more warmth nor for all birds

The sound comes from the ground not from the sky

The trees whither from high to low, side to side

The wind blows all the trees down

On demand

I see burnt trees everywhere under

Me

I try to find a new home

But I can’t see one

I try to get attention

From the humans but I can’t

Finally someone notices me and they plant a new tree for

All other birds not just

Me!