Enchanted Forest

• Dahamsa Dassanayake, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2021

Birds whistle on the tree branches up high,
Singing merrily a tune that is kind,
Rivers flow at a calm pace in the wind,
The intelligent creatures with two legs arrive and tear it all down,
Destroying peace and harmony in this land.
What is that sound?
Can you hear?
Is it the sound of a rambling chainsaw
Or the howl of my friends?
It comes closer and closer.
Soon our home will be just logs and dust,
Because of the beasts who broke our trust,
We need your help, we need you now,
Before it becomes a model is a house.
Make a difference where our enchantment grows!
Let us live and breathe like you.