There once was a tree
All the animals that nested there
Were free,
Until one day a pair
Of men arrived.
The poor animals were deprived
Of the precious air
They needed to survive.
As the men cut down
The needed tree,
The animals cried all through the ghost town
"We're not free!"
And once the men left,
The animals were blessed
With a new tree.
And once again,
The men arrived,
With their saws and axes,
Until the forest was gone.
Now young one,
Tell me humanity isn't destroying
Our planet,
Until we are devoid
of oxygen.
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Short Stories/Dreams
Cerita PendekHere's a book of short stories. I'll put in some of my freaky dreams and everything, including other genres such as romance and adventure, and some depressing feel stories. It might be a little gruesome, frightening, or downright mental. Don't call...
