Trucks shake wilderness
To its core
Bulldozers make the forest
Its *****

I was awake
But I was dead
So much still inside my head

I can not sleep
When I’m so tired
What’s inside
Has become a heap

I lost life between the cracks
Now comes the sudden attacks

Touch the fur of the buffalo
Swim the sea of heat
1 million fish
Dead on the shore
Black Death the reason
They live no more

53 seconds till closing
Finish what you have started
Exit through the door in the back
The front is already locked
Keep a close eye on the clock
The event which has consumed your time
Is nearly done

Board the bus in a fashion
Not to disturb the driver
Sit with the person you
Once knew
Place your bag above your seat
The trip is short
But very sweet

As you know the time for laughter is done
Look into the eyes of every one
Drive into the morning sun

When the bus comes to a stop
You may exit the way you got on
But remember
Don’t disturb the keeper of the ground

Do you see the house in the sun?
With light blue windows
You know the one

Do you hear the screams of the forest?
Did you see the stars last night?
Crash to the ground
Making no sound

Fly with the birds
Fly to the sea
Watch the river
Watch it get deep
As all the fires on the rise
Begin to burn ever so high

Is the tree which you live?
Safe for sleep?
Can you read the poems
Of the broken nation
Hear the thoughts of passers by?

Write the story of the tree
Write the story of all to be
Write the story of the fox
You know the one inside your box

Swim the river with the fish
At that time you can make your wish

Ravage the trees
Ravage the bees
Paint the lake
Use your rake

**** the bear
Shave its hair
Birds nest
Filled with death
River runs red
From the dead

Chase the deer
Filled with fear
Road runs deep
Covered with meat

Sleep in a field
Now you’re a meal
Break the law
Lose a paw
Death comes quick
No matter your wish

Tree falls to the ground
Space for another town
Smoke stains the clouds you see
Destroying all that wishes to be

Death, death, death … Death of the numbers
Now you see the empty tundra

Seal, seal on the ice
So unlucky, don’t play with dice
Rabbit holes
Filled with tolls

Trees hold out their hands
to be cut by steel bands