the place that i once knew
encased with trees
and flowers protecting
its tranquility

now dies
by the hands of man
losing its beauty
it once had

the rocks are crushed
and turn to dust
by just
one touch

the standing trees
have either vanished
or have fallen
into the river that still runs

the river
holds the last piece of life
this place has left
it still runs along this place

it is still hidden behind
the only mass of trees
that still stand

please oh please
don't let the river die too.