The Single Child
As I live and breathe, so do these animals and trees. Now I perform a palm read, on the veins of these leaves. And it will tell me, the wrongs of my breed.I can hear her soul, she cries for me to aid her. But our kind is convinced, we are the single child of Mother Nature.A child greedier than no other, we decorate our homes, But pillage that of our mother, and act like gods before our brothers.Confining them in jars, lab...