Rape The Forest Poem by Will Althen

The trees stay with me
Stronger than buildings
More alive than the people who just try to survive
In their hollows they know why we follow
They’ve witnessed it there selves
When we bleed them to survive the seasons
If they can stand alone
Then tell me the reasons
Why we cut through there cork bones
Just to feed our warmth in these hollow homes
I wish you could see and feel
What you do to these sages set in wood
Who have seen and felt just to be the fires food
But the murder walks with his eyes closed
And how ironic with his cane made out of oak
But if blind then your ears are cut
So you didn’t listen to the cries when they spoke!