Whispers from the Forest

In the heart of our Earth, a solemn tale unfolds,
Where nature's treasures are stolen, the story of old,
Fifteen billion trees, year after year, they fall,
A staggering loss, a haunting, relentless call.

 

The Chainsaw's Cruel Song

With each passing day, the chainsaws' cruel song,
Cuts through the forests, where life once thronged,
A symphony of life, silenced by human greed,
As the world weeps for the trees we no longer need.

Fifteen billion souls, each a guardian tall,
Their leaves whispered stories, their roots stood so small,
In their mighty branches, life found its home,
Now they vanish like whispers, to the unknown.

 

A Message from Nature

Their sacrifice means more than we can comprehend,
A message from nature, a warning to send,
For with each tree's fall, a chapter does close,
And the consequences of loss, only nature knows.

In the void left behind, we find climate's plight,
The balance disturbed, as day turns to night,
Global warming's specter, ever on the rise,
Fifteen billion trees, our planet's compromise.

 

A Flicker of Hope

Yet, in this tale of sorrow, there's room for hope,
If we pause for a moment, if we no longer grope,
For solutions to heal the wounds we've sown,
To protect the trees, to let their strength be known.

With reforestation, we can mend the scar,
Planting new seeds, no matter how far,
To bring back the balance, to restore the grace,
Fifteen billion trees, a challenge we can face.

Let us unite in this mission so grand,
To protect every tree, to heal the land,
For in this dark hour, a flicker of light,
Fifteen billion reasons to make things right.

 

A Legacy of Care and Compassion

Let our legacy be one of care and compassion,
A world where trees flourish, in every fashion,
Where the tale of the fallen is rewritten, anew,
For our Earth, for the trees, for the sky so blue.