Traitor

When the ax in its adventure captured and Fell the trees in your garden The birds flew away leaving their eggs in fallen nests Their young’s in the care of the hungry hawks Their melodious songs ceased from your ears The rhythm of their chorus/refrain went into hiding When fire in its own adventure ran through your pasture It ravaged the age long value of our culture It gave the vultures an adventure The greenness of your field faded The fruits fell into false labor The trees gave up their flowers, their true beauty Oh trees thou were made to shed your leaves When we needed rest beneath your shadows Oh sun thou raced and hurried from west to east When we needed your rays most, not even for hays But for the journey of the days The moon also took refuge in the silver clouds It made your walk through the night a solo walk The stars bring scares of scars But I could hear the blue sky calling onto the blue sea