Oxygen, soil, fruit and shade –
Serene giants, majestic calm
Strong and broad.
Dead to lumber and away
Cash in hand.
Arid rock, no life and now
No oxygen, water, muse
Or rich life.
No food, animal, music
Drum or fife.
Savagely ripped apart
Without a thought.
Now parched joyless rock; all life
Sold and bought.
This short-sighted destruction of the world’s great jungles is the most wicked vandalism of all. To sell the future for a handful of gold is plain stupid.
Trees are our oldest living organisms. Some are three thousand, five hundred years old. There is no respect. Thousand year old trees are senselessly chopped for profit.
Pristine rain-forest, teeming with life, is being cleared to provide food, cosmetics and beverages for a burgeoning human population. Our numbers are destroying the world. Coffee, palm-oil and short-term slash and burn farming are destroying the world.
The trees provide fruit, habitats for most of our planet’s land-based life, soil consolidation, carbon recycling, oxygen production, medicines, shade and water recycling.
Without the trees the soil is rapidly eroded, fertility declines, the wild-life dies, the oxygen is not released, the carbon is not absorbed and all life is the less.
The short-term gain is soon spent. The long-term loss goes on for ever.
Who is to say that these incredible long-lived life-forms are not sentient? Perhaps they think and dream in their own languid manner? Perhaps they feel fear and pain? Who knows?