The small seed

A small seed goes “drop!” 

They put dirt on top.

As the small seed grows

The animals arose.

The small seed will stay

And will come out another day.

But then comes the rubbish and the animals flee

No one comes to see.

But the seed is a tree now and the rubbish is from the town

And there’s nothing but “OW!” as the tree gets cut down.

And every tree is pulled out or poisoned which makes them dead

Someone says, “You must stop now, think ahead!"

But no one did

Only one small kid.