Limbs of Justice

The Trees wept with the sky

Waving their arms in protest

As they watched in horror…

The smoldering ashes of progress

Spell out

The Injustice of the World.

“Our Brethren… Our Cousins…”

All gone for the jaded,

The misdirected,

The selfish retrograding gain

Of one species.

The privileged erect apes,

They claim

What is not theirs to own.

They devastate


What was never theirs to destroy.

Anger and despair

Surround every branch

And every leaf.


The Sentient Beings find the Calm

And hold their tongues

Against the well of sorrow.

For the Wise Old Trees know

The winds are getting warmer

And that one day

Justice will be served.