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I walk in the forest

And see such beauty there,

But I can hear an ominous sound

And a foul smell in the air,

I walk a little further

And walk into a vast clearing,

It’s the big machines

That I was hearing,

Chopping, burning,

Grinding, turning,

Trees into logs of wood

Transported away,

These people have misunderstood,

The importance of these forests

Which the destroy in a brutal way,

Leaving behind only ash and decay,

And I can see the future

As humanity fades away,

Into self extinction

Because of this greedy selfish display,

And as we show our ignorance

I’ve only one thing to say,

People take a bow before we walk down extinction way,

And if we don’t protest and pile the pressure on

The governments and corporations to stop,

Then we are as equally culpable

And this will be our lot,

So stand up my friends

And hear the mechanical sounds,

Chopping and burning our way to self extinction,

Take a bow as we leave with no credit or distinction.