Logging Away Our World

Beautifully sustained Naturally retained Trees standing tall in their glory A man and his wife Through poorness and strife Kept the forest alive Enter a grave And a son with a chain And the trees bow down to the ground No birds call it home The wind's all alone And its needles blow dead in the wind Walk down the street And whoever you meet Can attest to the very same thing A forest they love The sky high above Was no longer there the next day If we keep doing this There is much we will miss As we chop down our world tree by tree Keep standing our woods And not where they stood Our world will live for tomorrow