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I once met a forestal 

A guardian of the trees

He said he could not believe

Humanity were cutting down

All they can see

After all how do they think

They are going to breathe

When they have cut down

All the trees out of pure stupidly. 

I told we are and arrogant 

And ignorant race

Driven by power and greed

And they never seem to worry

About what tomorrow will bring

They will find a way of surviving

And find a way to breathe

But unless we try and stop them

They will never stop cutting down trees.