I was born there
A place so peace to stay
So green and so rare
A home for tiger and bear
I've living here for years
More than hundred years
some reason I saw a great fear
A start of my kind's great tear
Human with no humanity
Has come to my place quietly
Come with full capacity
Of trailor and lorry
I saw the jigsaw they're holding
I saw the blades moving
Fast and loud sound it's making
And it moves as the hand moving
The jig touches my friend
"Help me friend
It is my end"
Screamed my friend
I can't move to try
And the tears dry
But my friends die
From 1 to 1 it's bye
I'm the only there standing
Now or forever still standing
The dark times has creating
A new place for a new living
I shout every day
Saying about my friends today
They are now column out there
Structure of house near to bay
I shout 3 times plus three
I asked for mercy constantly
But they don't hear or see
Because I'm just a tree
YOU ARE READING
If The World Speaks
PoetryEvery single achievement need sacrifices. Sadly, to archives modern world, human sacrifices nature. Try shut your mouth, cover your ear and stop thinking about future. These poems tell you what will nature says if they have ability to talk.
