They Tore Me Down
They tore me down,
They took me from my roots,
They replaced me with a building,
I got destroyed and never got regrown,
I was tossed around and never planted back.
The feeling of being chopped down,
The horrible smell of the burning wood.
Men in yellow hard hats surrounded me.
Is this what it feels like to be a tree?
To be cut down and taken away?
They take nature for granted,
They don’t appreciate it.
Maybe this will change and no other
tree will go through this.
It all started from being torn down.