Palm oil Corporates and the Orangutan’s

Forests broken slashed and burned
Paradise yes we have turned
it in a matter of a few
hours
to hell we showed off all our powers
a vast dire plain of carnage where
several Orangutan’s now share
what’s left, what is, what was
for we
can hardly find an upright tree

the bulldozers have torn a’sunder
it is as if tumultuous thunder
ravaged over, all the land
of course how could they understand
how could they try to get to grips
everything’s gone
on all their lips
is mayhem,fear of the unknown
and surely all that once was grown

here and there the greenery
the true abundance and now there be
nothing, ripped up, torn to bits
smashed to smithereens, one’s wits
about you maybe somehow they
clearly know they have had their day
limp along through the tangled mess
imagining now what redress
where can they go, how can they feed
there’s nothing left so inside they bleed

they must bleed how can they accept
what man has done here
he has swept
all the miracles into Hell
the verdant jungles they knew well
what’s left is mayhem and despair
in fact that is now, all that’s there

a rescue team is on their case
yes members of the human race
can they be trusted
for what they’ve done
is really taken away our sun
our rain, our trees, just everything
even the birds that use to sing
nothings left its all now gone
with victims stumbling about upon

dart them net them carry them to
safety that’s al they can do
cart them where there is forest green
and re introduce them
to that scene
The palm oil exposee all can see
the forest’s gone now tragically
palm oil trees will soon be growing
where now so much blood is flowing

this is what man is prepared
to do and really nothings spared
the wild life they were blown away
everything there had to pay
for the lust and profit gangs
who bring their chain saws and great fangs
that chew the trunks and branches bare
wrench and the stench of death all share

this is corporate strength and power
what they can ruin in an hour
that took centuries to so create
an embodiment of all that’s great
lost forever burned to ash
a violence over in a flash

the look of fear on those red apes
as they slowly limp and traipse
across the broken branches to
try to hide from the rescue crew
where do they go what can they see
ahead of them if there’s no tree
no canopy no life its gone
ahead of them and now upon
a netted sling they’re on their way
who knows to where and will they pay
the ultimate price for the forests death
its in their eyes its on their breath
what will they do great tears of woe
resigned to it go with the flow
philosophers I suppose they are
as all their world we burn and scar
what can they do what can they think
we drag them screaming to the brink
what was the point yes they must feel
Paradise was very real
and now such vilest desolation
spitting back into creation
biting the hand that fed us all
when air and life was just on call