It stood up

It didn’t belong

It was a stain

On a crisp white shirt

No one liked it

Why would they

It was ugly

And plain

Surrounded by green

The power of nature

The wind and rain

It was weary

It was there

It shouldn’t be

We wanted it gone

But it was too late

It rises in the sky

Jutting up like a weed

It’s unwanted

And looks like a shard of metal

So don’t keep building

So the green can keep growing

We want our children to see the trees

And enjoy peace