Poem

[willowtreedance]

THE TREES




There is unrest in the forest,
There is trouble with the trees,
For the maples want more sunlight
And the oaks ignore their pleas.

The trouble with the maples,
(And they're quite convinced they're right)
They say the oaks are just too lofty
And they grab up all the light.
But the oaks can't help their feelings
If they like the way they're made.
And they wonder why the maples
Can't be happy in their shade.

There is trouble in the forest,
And the creatures all have fled,
As the maples scream "Oppression!"
And the oaks just shake their heads

So the maples formed a union
And demanded equal rights.
"The oaks are just too greedy;
We will make them give us light."
Now there's no more oak oppression,
For they passed a noble law,
And the trees are all kept equal
By hatchet, axe, and saw.

These are lyrics to a song by Rush, I think they read well as a poem, so wanted to share. I don't like the tone in which the actual song is sung, but I admire the creatively and imagination of the words, they appeal to me. I love giving personality to nature.

I don't know who made the art work I choose to accompany the text, but I like it very much.