Kurt(Sam) Hearth

The Forest Dies - Poem by Kurt(Sam) Hearth

Above the voices
of axe and saw.
Echoing loud and clear
through forest and glade.


Call of the lumberjack.
To some the music of profit.
Others death's mournful wail.
An instant of silence.

Executed a tree topples.
A cracking twisting moan
rustle and swish of leaves.
The earth trembles.

Another noble resident
taken by man.
Taken without remorse.
Selfishly to satisfy his needs.

BEWARE take heed!

Man must not ignore the fact.
These regal giants he takes away
with young must be replaced.
To grow in hope to take another day.

How many of nature's domain
for sacrifice bear mark?
Will there one day come?
Forests are no more?

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 1, 2004

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 17, 2010

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