Clearing the Land

The agony of poison slowly rises.

Once I was a beautiful gum tree -

My life was perfect in everyway

Then... they arrived...

They scorched, chopped and carved -

Carted away all my brothers and sisters.

I stand alone - weeping

The loss, the screams, the terror fills me.

But... hope is restored

A green shoot appears at my feet                                           

My heart flutters

Can this be the change I have longed for?