Crying In The Woods

Leaves weep their morning dew 
Flowing tears down the limbs
To what once was the trunk
That spawned a healthy tree
 
From above birds cry in frustration 
Over the land they love
As they witness Man's devastation
Over a seedless ground

Too many trees gone and forgotten
Endangered species hang onto existence
Watching the fruit turn rotten
From the destructive persistence

Listen to the crying in the woods
Weeping for you and me
And the children yet to be,
The children who have yet to see

Beasts hunted unfairly from the sky
Laughter follows the crack of the shot
The best of the truest sportsmen ask why
As another carcass is left there to rot

Motherless cubs and pups wander aimlessly 
Their bellies aching with starvation
Just another night of crying in the woods
Lost in the blackness of isolation

Soon we will be judged with resources in hand
Not the resources of personal collection
But by what we leave behind in the sand
Resources Mother Nature entrusted to us as Man 

Listen to the crying in the woods
Weeping for you and me
And the children yet to be,
The children who have yet to see