talking to the trees

a silent message does not reach its goal
you are not meant to hear what i have said
we do not want to see our world made whole

each day the icecap moves back to the pole
it costs a lot more to eat the same bread
a silent message does not read its goal

the rat and mouse have run out of control
while dog and cat are both consumed with dread
we do not want to see our world made whole

there seems to be no crumb left in the bowl
and no one knows how any child is fed
a silent message does not reach its goal

we do not want to give the poor a dole
but are quite willing to see them all dead
we do not want to see our world made whole

no one it seems can comfort or console
but wants to threaten and cajole instead
a silent message does not reach its goal
we do not want to see our world made whole