The Other Side

The grass is greener on the other side

thats what they said at least,

as they destroyed the only tree left

It’s better over there,

they promised, as the destroyed another acre of the forest

the plants may die, the animals too

but they say,

”who cares for you”

as they cut down my home,

my humble abode,

and my mother whailed and screeched

when the green became the road,

this is the place,

i used to know,

the trees, the birds, my only ever home

and you ruined it all,

with your mass destruction,

you laugh and you smile,

as you knock my house down,

the grass is greener on the other side,

it is my only option,

to believe what they said, what they promised,

when they decided our lives were replaceable,

the grass might be greener on the other side,

you turnt my home into a table,

it‘s over now i say,

as i look at the world one last time

i hope the grass is greener on the other side,

for this is where i die.