Think Before You Chop Poem by Ken e Hall

Amazing little poem touches the core of my heart, feel sad and and frustrated everytime I see a tree cut. We seem to take out more and more of those angels on earth. And then I wonder: why, for what? Great poem, loved it, thank you for share,10

But choppers are divisors...they do not think of quotients and dividends.....they are destined to be too much cold for your feelings or they are wood smugglers in the jungle...Wood is a business for some...and fireand fuel for cooking for the rest....and sometimes men and women lost in woods cut them for their hearth in cheap motels or rather buy them from the highway old crippled chopper longing for a sell for a glass of beer.. But trees have no religion..they do not protest therefore...a time will come when Nature will protest from all sides...Sun, Water bodies, Soil Erosion, Ice caps.....people will be thinking on earth how to reside then in a moon.....this will end the lunatic world...

exactly you have said about trees. thanks for your kind comment on my poem 'paper boat'with kind regards