Starry Night

Fireflies in the night sky are our Earth's star children,

Glowing bright gold without caution of its hunters taking with them the tools of destruction,

The softness of the nature's carpet is incomparable to what we humans create to replicate the very same ground,

Miserable that humans see ruination of everything as victory to wear the top of the food chain's crown,

The sun wakes up and the glow bees fall asleep,

This is the time for the hunters to come in,

Bringing along with them chainsaws, ropes, humongous trucks and woodcutting machines,

They call it Industrialisation but I call it nature cruelty,

Days and nights I hike between these trees on my own,

But it never lets me be lonely as they keep giving me new pathways to explore,

Rivers, fruits, flowers, fresh air and this flowing breeze,

Tells me that they are feeding and embracing me,

Why must we be quite about this self-harm activities that we are engaging in?,

Removing these forests will hurt all of humanity in future incoming,

Unfortunately, the people who are hurting from this are either like me or they live near or inbetween these beauties,

So it is our duty to open your blindfood of ignorance and greed, and make you see your hurt wound that has yet to bleed because we should be the change that we want to see.