Disappearance Of Forests

I fear for the disappearance of forests And if the song of birds should cease, The desolate days when every path of wildflowers Will be paved into further lonely streets, Though sometimes I feel like the king Among the abandoned elements of the urban decay, Presiding over sad ruins of discontent Where old ladies fill dusty decrepit pews In prayer-quiet churches. But what will children do When they cannot drive far enough away To find a sacred place void of billboards that scream Inadequacies and addictions? There may become a time when nothing remains But empty beer bottles and despair, When even simple pleasures like watching a woman Brush her daughter’s hair on a summer picnic Will fail to exist. ……………………………………………………………. Inspired by a line by Justinas Marcinkevicius: I fear for forests and for birds taken from The Frozen Sea