The once forest

The leaves brush my legs 

The flowers bloom bright

The birds sing melodic songs

The forest comes to life

The river sounds alive as the water overflows 

The colour a crystal blue 

Down past that river a huntsman has come 

The raging sound of gunshots scream

The lifespan of the animals vanishes one by one

The trees were cut 

The forest has vanished 

There is no hope left

Nothing is left but a seed

A seed that day by day grows 

It grows to make a forest of its own

That's how the forests are made