Guilty

by Kaytrien   Nov 8, 2015


I am a VICTIM, but I am also claimed guilty.

I am a FREAK, but I deserve a penalty,

I am UNWANTED, But I have friends and have family.

The one with no doubt, about forests and gravity.

WE are the ones who can turn this around,

we will turn a frown, inside out, upside down,

we just have to make, one small little sound.

We can not give up on the trees and our nation,

we spent to many years on deforestation.

So let's build our own station,

fill brains with sensation,

hard work dedication.

Just count 100 years, from 0 to then none,

rainforests may be gone, they have no where to run,

you look up to the sun, we're not having that much fun,

the woods that you know, will all soon be... done.

All we want is MONEY, that five letter word,

It makes me want to gag, extinction of birds,

there will be no nerds, no books with no words,

no pages to write in, no pages to turn.

20, 20, it's a big number right?

Imagine football fields, that are plainly in sight.

Every minute, yes, 60 seconds, we lose that many trees.

That is just crazy, that is just insane,

can you even remember, the Amazon's name,

dear future, when's the last time, that you heard some rain?

One day, we'll be walking, with with trees as our canes.

We set forests on fire, that's not what they desire,

It's definitely not, what I would admire.

Just think of the kids, is this what they want?

Is it tree's that we see, or is it things that we taunt.

Think for a second, with no trees, there's no life,

you might as well, die, with a gun or a knife.

How much longer, will this tragedy go on?

The place we call forests, are already,

GONE.

Extinction will come,

with mammals and plants,

the only way to see tree's, is when we close our eyes and dance.

What can we do, to save our trees,

save our water and lands, hornets and bees,

oceans and seas,

now, don't you see?

plant some of your own,

from seeds to grown beauties,

find a little small place,

for that is your duty.

Build your own little trees,

that you can call LOVE,

build trees down below,

and they'll grow up above.

DON'T LET THEM DIE,
WE NEED THEM ALL HERE,
GO KILL THEM WITH KINDNESS,
AND NOT WITH YOUR FEAR.

STAND UP FOR YOUR TREES,
AND LIVE LIFE YOUR WAY,
IF YOU DON'T, WELL,
THE TREES WILL BE GONE
BY THE END OF THE DAY.

Don't be guilty for what's happened,
change it before it ends,
save trees and their leaves,
just let our nature mend back AGAIN.

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