Let us have a rethought
About the landscapes of forest
And precious forest wealth
The trees once abundant
Now slowly disappearing the species
Replacing new seedlings
But after care missing
Let us have a rethought
About the precious trees,
The rosewood, Teak wood, sandal wood
The red sandals, everyone's dream wood
Where illegal felling, cut and removed
And sold in clandestine ways
Let us have a concern
And may trees saved at least
For our own sake, and generations.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For our own sake, and generations. Great work!