she was wilderness
made of wood, vines, trees
her skin, a world of evergreens
and once, her beauty was timeless

but where once she was an evergreen
now she is deciduous
and tomorrow, perhaps nonexistent
if the weather climbs any higher

and where once she was a sea
now she is ponds and puddles
and tomorrow, perhaps just a legend
if people continue to pillage her lands, ungrateful

and soon she becomes a single tree
where she was once an earth
and only when the last bough breaks
will the people learn

29/7/2017. Written by Waad.