Tree and Man

When I woke up this morning, and saw my relatives being chopped down into pieces by humans, I was compelled to write to you. What was the motive of our creation, when we are expected to be at the beck and call of humans? We are exploited and are within an ace of extinction. Our colonies have been destroyed, our relatives have been murdered and the animals whom we served as the habitats have been either displaced or made captives. The very sight of this exploitation can shudder up one’s spines. Human beings who believe that they are the architects of this modern world have made their mansions on the blood and torture of we mute beings.
They kill us. No one is there to help. No one can hear the screams, the anguished silent cries of pain. They kill us and then bind us in twine and stack it on trucks and ship it across the state or nation. We are tagged and displayed and sold for profit while still in our death throes, our life sap still oozing from our helpless, scarred trunk. And then we are put up in their living rooms, they hang baubles and lights from our limbs, all for a pagan remnant in their supposedly religious holiday. Then, when they are finished, they toss our desiccated corpse on the trash heap. This slaughter of innocents is a pointless commercial environmental rape. Why have you allowed human beings to turn forests into deserts through greed and ignorance?
Whenever I see human beings around me,i have no option rather than to repent on my ill fate. My conscience bothers me and I have to rethink on the purpose of my existence.

IF HUMANS CONTINUE THEIR ATROCITIES ON US, nature — in all of her pristine beauty and glory — will become a receding memory. With the speed of computers, autos, planes, and the high-tech world, HUMAN connection to THEIR origins and the simple plants and trees that for millions of years provided THEM with protection, food, medicine, and materials is becoming like a dream of the distant past. Their modern experience is slowly... [continues]

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