Poem: Noble Indifference

Who was first, to ask the question
Why am I here?
What’s the point?
Why does it hurt so?

I don’t have the answers
Though I have pondered these questions before

While we simple humans
Go about destroying ourselves
The trees look upon us
With Noble indifference

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