It was a strange feeling
To witness the death of a tree
There it was a standing giant
An Abode for birds and
A companion for lonely souls
Reminding one of his insignificance
By its mere existence
Out of the blue came
Men with power axe
Chopping the tree down
Making the birds refugees
Taking away the last solace of
The lonely souls
Does this make those men
More powerful than the tree?
Or does it merely reiterate the
Insignificant Human’s reckless desire to
Rule over nature?
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