A broken down forest kept moving through the night
fascinated by the axes and guns who appeared for a fight
they didn’t know any other life;
the warriors of time fueled on spite
Untouched and unseen,
the trees knew they wouldn’t perish at their hands
but one tree wished for a seed,
so it stood up against the brutes’ ruthless command
Shot- dead at midnight before their legacy began
Echoing around the lonely woods, only a whisper could be understood
Fix their guns for knowledge,
their axes for fun
Humanity must survive,
even if progress is underneath the sun
We found her outcry by daybreak
Fueled with love of a breed that we’ll nurture on own own
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