Gone.

A falling leaf

From a rustling tree

A raindrop hitches a ride

In between swaying branches

Nature takes no chances

It has a story to tell

All it can do is show us the sign

Of the forests decline

As the tall trees fall

And big oil prevails

Before our eyes

And oceans rise

Money has no morals

Banker will not heed the call

That the world has a right

To walk away from us all.

©JMN2023