Feel the wind burn
through my skin
The pain, the air is killing me
For years
my limbs stretched to the sky
A nest for birds to sit and
sing
But now my branches suffer
And my leaves don’t bear
the glow
They did so long ago
One day I was full of life
My
sap was rich and I was strong
From seed to tree I grew so
tall
Through wind and rain I could not fall
But now my
branches suffer
And my leaves don’t offer
Poetry to men of
song
Trees like me weren’t meant to live
If all this
world can give
Pollution and slow death
Oh Lord I lay me
down
No life’s left to be found
There’s nothing left for
me
We’re not sure what these non-Inkling creatures are, but they’re doing a pretty good job covering Off the Hook, Ink Theory, Bottom Feeders, and other Inkopolis bands!
