The People of Nature

All the deer and the fish, the geese and bears
They are the proud people of the forest
When they are slowly killed off, no one cares
Because people think of them as a pest

They chop down their trees to build their own house
And poison their water so they can’t drink
The least they could do is build a birdhouse
But they don’t care and don’t stop to rethink

They cause destruction and don’t realize
All the pain and death and wounds that they cause
They never hear all the animals’ cries
When they have wounded tails or legs or paws

So next time when you go cut a tree down
It might just be part of a bluebirds’ town


~10/23/17

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December 7, 2017 at 7:40 PM
Congratulations on your win, Hannah, a lot of truth to your verse. I too feel that they suffer so much under our hands. Hugs eve ~`*
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December 7, 2017 at 1:57 PM
Hannah...I am a lover of all wild places. The animals truly do suffer We are guests in their home, and not the other way around. Our memory is so short termed. We build in places prone to fire or flood and blame other for poor planning. We build in areas wild and free and see the great animals as a nuisance. One thing I have started to notice is that we are putting a value on nature. Well Penned! Thank you and Congratulations
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