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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519964" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Murder In The Old Forest</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">As I drove along <br>One day, singing a merry song<br>A sight I saw<br>As a grand old tree did fall, <br>Causing my joy to cease<br>At this view of disgrace<br>The sight by this road <br>Was a wearisome load, <br>For timber men did slay<br>In the usual way; <br>The beginnings again<br>Of another arrogant subdivision, <br>All oh so perfectly planned<br>Without even one dropp of spiritual consideration; <br>Murder here was commited in the wise old woods<br>By the avarice of man <br>At the blade of an axe - all just to acquire the lucrative goods; <br>What once was pure and alive<br>Filled with wonder, life to provide, <br>Has now been killed by a fall<br>At the nashing teeth<br>Of a soulless chainsaw; <br>Dozers sweep all evidence away<br>Of the tragedy on this day, <br>As a grand old forest is once again lost<br>Obliged to pay the unholy cost<br>Of human greed, <br>Disguised as need. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, I ask you<br>What can I <br>One mere man do? <br>- Perhaps, by way of a simple poem<br>This tragedy shall become known, <br>Bringing more to task<br>As each may eventually ask: <br>'For the murdered trees does anyone care? <br>And when they are gone who shall inquire, <br>Why or where? '</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Smoky+Hoss">Smoky Hoss</a><div class=q>
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One day, singing a merry song
A sight I saw
As a grand old tree did fall, 
Causing my joy to cease
At this view of disgrace
The sight by this road 
Was a wearisome load, 
For timber men did slay
In the usual way; 
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