they're taking down the trees
you know
I hope the creatures
have a place to go

I hope the birds
can all escape
and find another
nesting place

I hope the possums,
squirrels,
raccoons
find a new space
very soon

I worry that the turtles
moving slow
will not have
time enough to go

they're taking down the trees
you see
the reason seems
so strange to me

they're building homes
of brick and lumber
large amounts of funds
encumbered

concrete so the cars
can park
and bright lights
to keep away the dark

each of these homes
will have a place
called living room -
living space

but living it won't really be
it will not grow or breathe

it will not gently move
and sway
in breezes
on a summer day

they're taking down the trees
you know
I hope the creatures
have a place to go

they fell the trees
without a trace
soon there'll be
no living space