ｉｋｉｇａｉ

３ | ｔｒｅｅ

Everyday is a struggle,

since everyday another person

comes along and tries to de-root me.

They try with their saws, and

their axes and

they try and cut the veins

that are the only life source I have.

But what they fail to realize

will be the downfall of humanity.

If they do manage to chop me down,

they will perish in that same week.

They will inhale the toxic gasses

that flood the air.

The gas I was breathing in.

Their foundations will crumble,

like the very heart that is

beneath the bark I wear.

They search to rip me out,

root and stem because

all they've ever needed from me

was my meals which I gave freely.

They steal the seeds I put out

for the living animals that rest

in my branches.

I keep them safe,

and in return they carve out

my friends to make way

for their runways and

roads that lead to nowhere.

Get rid of trees

and you will not be able to breathe.

Get rid of me,

and you will face the full wrath

of nature.

Because life, one way or another,

always finds a way. 

--

𝘈/𝘕: 𝘩𝘦𝘺, 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴! 

𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘩.

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