A sweet Maple Tree,
with life-giving sap.
A grove of Oak Trees,
standing proud and strong.
A Misunderstood Redwood,
tall arms hoping only to reach the sky.
A forest of Birch Trees,
their pale faces illuminated by the moon.

Now I see only steel.

A train,
belching black smoke into the sky.
A skyscraper,
blocking the sun from the ground below.
A gun,
watering the earth with blood.
A flower,
its petals now darkening with ash.