In ancient wisdom, I stand tall and proud
A sentinel of nature, my roots deep in the crowd
I've seen civilizations rise, and empires fall
Yet still I remain, a testament to it all

My branches stretch forth, a canopy of grace
A shelter from the storm, a haven for the human race
My leaves dance in the breeze, a gentle melody
A symphony of life, in harmony with the sea

But human hands, that once embraced me with care
Now seek to destroy me, with no thought to spare
They...