A POEM I THOUGHT ABOUT WHILE ON A TRIP TO SUBIC

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The trees reach to the heavens
They say "Here I am lord!"
Yet man denies them
"Stay here. With us."
So they comply
A relationship that benefits one
And
Destroys the other
Products in exchange for annihilation
Natural servitude so cruel
No choice,
For now.
But I wonder who'll get the last laugh.

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