S.O.S.

I am just a helpless little tree,

Look what people did to me.

I no longer have my leaves,

I no longer have my peace.

From my body they make paper,

Can you make this forest safer?

Rainforest – that’s my home,

Oh, you people, leave us alone.

We need help from you,

We need you to help us to,

To make problems less,

We’re sending a message - S.O.S.!

Milica Nježić VII4