A call to humanity
On the rise of climate's calamity
I am the last and lost green tree
I was a friend of thee.

But you cut my friends down
And then on weather you always frown

I am that last green being.
My dark trunk weeps
When I lose my leaves,
I am that last green being
Without me you'll be trapped in heat unbound
Plant me more, and live safe and sound
Cut me not, your last friend, or you'll be drowned