The old ones that have been there
They have seen time,
Unmoving
Meditating
Still
But time does not wait
The insects devour are
Brethren
We feel there fear upon the wind
Branches never to have sprouts of green
There carcass,
Not even cold before
Stripped
Cut
Burnt
Now many pieces that were once a whole.
We will stand it never more
Nature is king
Those of flesh must learn there lesson
We feed them, nourished them,
And they repay
By senseless destruction,
My Brothers
Sisters uproot
Show them natures force,
So it was, they rose from the soil
Root now not nourished by mother earth,
Campers were their first call
Fires did burn
Mangled
Twisted
Hacked upon
Another brother for warmth
Branches lunched forth,
Flesh no match for Solid timber used in force,
Screams resonate through the air
But the leaves upon those grounded
Cover like a canopy not releasing sound
Faces froze in terror,
Seeing faces etched in ancient wood
Anger
Hatred
Disgust
All those years of anger
Reaped upon those weak and bone,
Like felled trees, they crumples upon the earth
Life for life,
Which was burnt upon the ground.
Tears of sap fell upon down below,
And so the old ones once again waited,
Rooted once again to mother earth,
Looking
Waiting
Never Still
For those who would follow,
And find nature isn't so kind,
For the woods have eyes,
Whispers do travel upon the wind
**Ready for war, natures fight back begins..