Lunacy.
Soundlessly screaming down she goes.
Clawing for balance her branching toes.
Cracking of limbs making terminal sound.
Breaking her back she drops to the ground.
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Axes held ready for successive blows.
Another tree tumbling, down she goes.
Forests are falling on which breath relies
While rootlessly naked woodland soil dries.
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No matter the future timber must fall.
Careless abuse taking no blame at all.
A Cedar succumbs and crying she goes.
Crashes to floor in sudden death-throws.
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Earth's oxygenation lopped by greed.
Indiscriminate raping ought to concede.
Trees purify air as ethered magnet unrolls
Lunacy governs when down each tree goes.
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Shame on those aiding deforestation.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: July 30th, 2022 02:16
- Comment from author about the poem: Am giving another airing to this piece I wrote a while back. Hope you will agree with its message.
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Hallo Fay.I’m back!!! And reading your splendid work again
Neil
Hu Neil - so good to see you here and welcome back dear friend -- you have been sorely missed and I look forward to reading your work again soon ,
No one in their write mind would either care or dare to argue with you over this important issue Fay .. I'm with you all the way ................ x
Good to know we are close together over this serious issue dear Nev. -- voices like ours may yet change the minds of those who need to be shown how devastating to the whole human race is the present attitude to deforestation.....................x
Yes, and even some snooty ones arguing over a poor tree in their village. It probably obscured some of the views from twitching curtains!
Yes trees are so valuable for so many reasons my friend.
This is so beautifully written dear friend. I've seen a number of trees go down in my subdivision, and the dead ones I understand, they could fall on you. But healthy trees cleared for a better view, it seems like murder. I pass them every day, and when they're gone I'm sad. Now when I see documentaries on deforestation I'm heartbroken. They are indeed the "breath of life", how hard is that to understand?
A very important issue that you have expressed brilliantly. Why can't we reach a balance of Reforestation=Deforestation? If we replace every tree with a new planting and then some, we perhaps might survive. Unfortunately, this does not happen. Forests are cleared for mankind's expansion. So, it becomes More People= FewerTrees.
Thanks for bringing your light to this subject. - Phil A.
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