You stand with nature
Lover of trees
Protector of the environment
A lifetime of fighting
The cancerous growth
Of progress
From consuming
Natures gift to the community
It's gradual loss
Your greatest sorrow
But whilst you were looking out
Fighting the good good fight
You didn't notice
That progress
Had found its way
Up under your fingernails
Into your bloodstream
And a new fight had come to you
For your own survival
The knife, the treatment
A new kind of sorrow