A Deers Tears

This morning awoke with a hush in the air,
Carnage before me and chilled standing hair,
Atop this gnarled hill,in the silence I stand,
Machines had come with a mechanical hand,
Gripping and Gnawing,Ripping and Sawing,
Tore up the ground Scraping and Pawing,
Emptyness had come the progress of mans hand,
A Great destruction no tree could withstand,
Hundreds of trees,now nothing but stumps,
I fell to my knees,my heart in the dumps,
As far as you could see,nothing but sky,
All I could see were tears in my eyes,
From the top of the mountain,down to the bottom,
Our forest was gone,What'll we do come Autumn?
How in the world will we raise our own?
Without this forest we've lost our home,
I began to panic,I just had to flee,
What in the world will become of me?
Where is my home and my family?
The Silent destruction was all I could see,
The rape of my forest that once stood before me...

Reviews

[LisetteCanWrite!]

Wow.. really sad writing that is a great tribute to saving the forest.. and preserving wildlife. In a world where we are torn by the need to survive and feed millions.. we do so much damage to our precious resources. I am torn .. in the need to survive and preserve.. on one hand our countries need to keep the economy going which is mostly run on resources.. on the other I'd like to fight to preserve.

Maybe that is why so many are frozen on these topics.. we all know people working in industries.. and well who doesn't use wood products or oil??? We are all guilty.. and hopefully in the next decade we will find a greener and better way to live! I give this writing a thumbs up.. it touches on today's world in a very needed way!

[LonelySoul]

While I understand our need for wood/paper products,imagin what a deer would see if he topped a ridge to see a clear-cut forrest,from production logging,where alot of acerage of trees,sometimes whole forrests are cut and cleared,mostly by machines...

[Voice11]

At the very end it was a little monotone with the repetition of "me" for rhyming but It is a wonderful poem besides! great work.

[deeps]

I know how you feel here. I am into animals. I love animals. This is deeply touching. I like this.

[San Herman Lopez a.k.a...]

I love the way this poem started. It really had me involved. Somewhere towards the middle you seemed to get a bit recycled. And somewhat lost. The end was quick and sudden. Almost seemed unfinished. Or rushed. I think your a few verses from creating something special. Thanks for sharing.

[BoSweets]

Lonelysoul,

This has an interesting twist.
It started up beat and playful, I could imagine myself in this forest then sadness from loss and fear of being misplaced... Nice write.. BoSweets

[Desert Dreamer]

Amazing poem! I feel sad to know that this destruction happens way too often. I see all around me our beatiful land being destroyed to make some person or company rich. It makes me sick.
One day at a restaurant at a table nearby, there were three men plotting to destroy 100 acres of beautiful desert, I overheard some of their conversation. One man had the money to invest, one man was in charge of the destruction of land and construction of homes, the third man was in charge of buying the land and selling of the finished homes. I heard a sentence that went something like this "I will use the money to but dirt and we will make lots of money out of this project". They planned to bulldoze the entire 100 acres leaving not a tree or anything left alive. The amount of profit these three men were getting from these "projects" was huge, more than it should be, more than I thought these people get. I am still sick to think of the conversation I heard. I will never, ever buy a new home build on newly destroyed earth.
Great writing.

[Sam Severn]

Amazing....freakin' AMAZING!!! Beautiful n' heartrending to the MAX. I put this in my Library, with lotsa love! ㋡