Qualia

Trees with the experience of carrying both depression
And those who fell victim to oppression
Speak on the ropes that turned them into murderers
Disgusted by the lack of verderers
Who failed to appear when they were needed the most
Now, these trees are forced to claim each ghost
That swung their necks on its branches 
Maybe those who seek financial tranches
In the land
In which they stand
Is karma in a way
To give spaces for new life to stay
Where nature deserves to decay
And technological developments can display
A Fairytale we’ll believe
To be better than the keeper of blood-soaked leaves