Silent forest

Silence greets our ears

as we walk where trees once grew

and covered the earth!

Sand beats our faces,

and lodges between our teeth,

as our mouths run dry.

The rain comes no more.

Please! Stop the world from burning.

What were we thinking?

Now it’s hard to breathe.

Help! All the air seems poison.

I think we are next.

The forests went bald

when countless woods fell victim

to our sharpened teeth.

The timber, once so thick

that broad daylight disappeared

is nothing but dust.

The rain comes no more.

Please! Stop the world from burning.

What were we thinking?

Now it’s hard to breathe.

Help! All the air seems poison.

I think we are next.

Are we really next?

Yeah, I think we’re next.

Oh fuck, we’re next!