Deforestation
By Joe K.
Deforestation,
It seems harmless at first,
But the effects will build,
And become like a thirst.
It happens all over,
But that's no excuse,
For the terrible consequence,
Of forest misuse.
When the loggers start cutting,
That deafening sound,
Can mean different things,
So you can't put it down.
Every day loggers,
Go to work,
They need money,
So their family won't thirst.
Indicator species,
The spotted owl being one,
Need trees to live in,
And rodents to run.
How can these two species,
No matter how different they seem,
Be like one force,
In a giant great scheme?
The humans could control their actions,
Using conservative cuts,
That's planting new trees,
When the old ones are cut.
But to be realistic,
This will never be such,
Unless the next generation,
Can add a soft touch.