\u201cWhose woods these are I think I know,\u201d<\/p>\n
You can\u2019t really own us, though.<\/p>\n
You tell yourselves, \u201cThose trees are ours,\u201d<\/p>\n
but no one owns the leafy bowers<\/p>\n
or fragrant flowers.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
We gracious beings share your lives;<\/p>\n
You count us up by tens and fives.<\/p>\n
You think you\u2019re clever, rich, and smart.<\/p>\n
You\u2019re big on brains, but not on heart.<\/p>\n
Please do your part.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
There is no life without our work.<\/p>\n
We do it well and never shirk.<\/p>\n
We give you breath and life and air<\/p>\n
and nest small creatures in our hair.<\/p>\n
Yet you don\u2019t care.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
You cut us down and break our hearts<\/p>\n
and haul us off on rolling carts.<\/p>\n
You simply do not understand<\/p>\n
that Earth is dying by your hand.<\/p>\n
You rape the land.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
We\u2019ll continue to do our bit,<\/p>\n
even though you don\u2019t recognize it.<\/p>\n
We have a job\u2014a job we\u2019ll do<\/p>\n
long, long after humanity\u2019s through.<\/p>\n
There\u2019ll be no You.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Then Earth will start to make repair<\/p>\n
and hope we never have to share<\/p>\n
this planet with mankind ever again<\/p>\n
once we erase your selfish stain.<\/p>\n
We will remain.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
(The first line is from Robert Frost’s “Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening”; I have also followed a similar rhyme scheme.).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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