crimson forests
the forests bleed crimson
the wind tearing painful howls from trees
a sanguinary act interrupting the peace
the construction sounds like bullets
as they tear apart the roots of proud plants
it's a bloodbath and no one can see it but me
they've grown tall for years, only to be razed to the ground
for merely our selfish needs
we can't see that the trees soak in blood
and scream in agony as they burn
their suffering chalked up as modernization
but it's children's knees that rub against the concrete
as we beg hoping to save the last evergreens
please save the trees
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