Apr. 27, 2016

Destroying our World

Ending Our World- one cut at a time

The lightening splits a pine. It must be removed.

Others endanger the roof. Five more chopped down.

As these fall, saplings tumble.

Every tree is a world to millions: birds, squirrels, frogs, ants, cicadas, .....

 

Across our street, people want to build homes. Each a paradise for someone.

Forests will vanish. ‘We have become the destroyers of worlds.’

Within a mile live many more like us. In ten miles dwell thousands. Everyone needs to cut, just a little. Me, me, me.

 

Do trees silently scream, drowned out by buzzing chainsaws?

We feel compelled to build, to consume.

We end worlds. Bit by bit we destroy our own.