Sun-baked dust rises at every step
Life is gone
Cut down
Torn up
Life ripped from life
Fiber by fiber
I have never seen desolation before
Never experienced such carnage
Carcasses of a once proud forest
Now, a litter of after-life
Nothing grows here
We have destroyed it all
For particle board
My soul cries out
My tears soon follow
One vista leads to another
The carpet is now black
Bleached-bone toothpicks dot the land
Life fractured by fire
Green shoots of new beginnings
Are everywhere
Scars will heal
Life will emerge
From death
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