I Am The Lorax

Kill the trees
	They have no place here
	They’re not gonna do anything
	They never did anything for you
	Kill the trees

	Break the boards, demonstrate
to the students of the earth
	Show them what happens
to the trees that invade our land

				They shall know
					that man has come.
						We will rob you of everything
			We replant the apples we feed on
				To expand our horizons of knowledge
					And then we kill you
						Because we don’t need you.

		Man has come to rob you of all life
		Until man stands alone
		and his brother is the last witness
		To the death of a trillion-thousand stars
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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