Destroyers of Worlds
The End of the Our World- one cut at a time
A flash of lightening splits a pine. It is dangerous and must come down.
Others endanger the roof. Five more down.
As they fall, smaller trees crash, splintered and smashed.
Each woodland is a whole world to millions, birds, squirrels, ants, cicadas, frogs.
Lives snuffed out.
Across the street, people build more homes. Each a paradise for someone.
More trees are felled. ‘We have become the destroyers of worlds.’
Within a mile live many more like us. Globally, we are a plague on trees, spreading death and destruction.
Everyone needs to cut, just a little.
We end worlds and tree by tree we end ours.