Listen up and listen well, afore we construct an earthly hell:
This unremitting obliteration of all the land will leave us
choking, breathless, damned.
Industrialised deforestation that is sweeping out across our
nation
Cares not for beast, cares not for trees, the invention of
this, our “Human” disease.
Where once were forests and open spaces sit shopping malls
and “other” places,
A process never fuelled by need. A process only fuelled by
greed.
When the final tree is cut, and the door to natures clean
air is shut,
All the profit that you make will be lost on the final
breath you take.
But when we are all dead and gone, nature alone will carry
on
And the world will at last be free. Free from you, free from
me.
Barticus
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