Our Trees and Seeds

A lonely seed sails,

Through treacherous winds

Observing treeless stumps,

Making a new spirit rise.

I suffered from the marches of fiery, red infernos,

But it’s time for that to change.

I suffered from suffocating gases that left me withered on the ground,

But it’s time for that to change.

If you don’t stop, my past shall be your past.

If you don’t stop, we shall march in and take action.

If only one out of a billion,

Would stop and plant a seed.

Your actions as my fuel,

Your decisions  flood me with revenge.

Our fragile ecosystems will totter and fall,

If even one more ruthless act is made.

Each action of yours take a toll.

Each piece of garbage causes destruction.

I wish you cared more, but here’s a secret that might save you and me.

If even one more seed were to be planted, it might change the world.