Save Us, Please
I watch a tree fall,
I see it topple downward...
"Oh my God," I call.
The land is clear cut,
the animals cannot hide...
protest for their side.
Money is their king,
gold, silver, and diamond rings...
ruthless land strippers.
We must save the trees,
I beg and plead for help, please!...
Together - a breeze.
For "What's the Buzz" contest sponsored by Carol Brown.
Copyright © George Aul | Year Posted 2011
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