Tree Slaughter
Everywhere
Trees being slaughtered
Beautiful old souls
Cut to the ground
Pulverized to dust
A century of life
Erased in an hour
For a few dollars
To put up shopping malls
Is there no end
to the destruction,
of the oxygen givers,
air cleaners,
water scrubbers?
Log trucks
Roll West
Roll East
Pass each other
On the highway
Can’t they at least get the death rolling one way only?
Why?
Do the chainsaws run always?
And the chippers never stop?
Trees living for generations fall
Decades, centuries, old trunks thunder, crash to the ground
Then there is nothing left but a horrible echoing silence
Filling the ears
Where used to be
Shade
Rustling leaves
Nesting birds
Scurrying squirrels