The Lone Tree

I am a lone tree,

Out in the middle of nowhere.


I used to be next to all my best friends,
But they all got cut  down,
By the meanest of loggers.
Oh,
Do you people feel no pain?
As I watched silently as my friends fell down,

The animals that lived here once,
Looked on with agony and horror.
Oh,
Do you people not see?
And now I am a lone tree,
Out in the middle of nowhere.