I WAS A TREE

The wind caresses my branches 
Squirrels nibble on my nuts 
Men with chain saws surround me 
All they want is a piece of me 

I listen as their infernal machines 
Break natures silence 
My bark weeps as they strip me bare
My branches lay on the ground around me 
Im stood now almost bare

Axes sharp to follow
As they swing to and fro
Holding to ropes tightly 
As im lowered to the ground lightly

Loaded on to waiting vehicles 
Tied and strapped real tight 
My journey is nearly over 
As i travel through the night 
Finally at destination 
Unstrapped and hauled away 

The infernal noise is back again 
As im cut into measured strips 
This is the end of my journey 
No more tree am i 
natures dream has died
Just strips of wood  left behind 

I lay in total silence wondering 
What will become of me 
Maybe a chair or a table 
I guess in time we’ll see