Silence is pierced dip of the oar.
Canopy scramble howler alert.
Thicketly dense is natures motherload.
As man approaches the rainforest knows.

Man an the beast both pull up roots.
Two different types.
One has no chutes.
Meanders an winds for ever a day.

Economic reaction decimated fractions.
Howler alarms given un-rest.
Echoed across moss laden vine.
Bottle neck future a matter of time.

The rainforest plague's just the next flat away.
You get what you take an our buried plague too ~