Sons Of The Earth Poem by Paul Reed

Are you happy now
That your fire has eaten up the sky?
That you have done your deed
And left a tree to die,
What now you sons of the earth
Given such free reign at birth?

Are you happy now
You burned the ancient sap?
Of that peaceful bystander
Let the ash fall in your lap,
Do you go home to sleep
And leave bare this hillside steep?

One day your sorry flames
Will find an overdue returning
And your thoughtless hands
Will feel the needless burning
Of the charring misery
You casued that silent tree.