Last Man & Redwood

the following Blog is expected to expand over these next few months while I take a environmental ethics course...Class starts May 9th.

Richard Sylvan inspired me to write this poem

Also wrote this for my 105 reasoning class for EC.

I am the Last Man-& this is the Last Tree

In its shade I pondered at mankind’s withering dust

All of man quickly skittered and disappeared in the crust

Expect me

And the last Redwood Tree

For the sake of mankind & Moral Standing

I stare at this tree, my ax…. & tree stairs at me as I asked

Who will value you once I am gone?

Humans created value and without me value cannot live on

Should I respect you- as you are?

Or should I just pick at you until you fall part? 

And this ax impedes my ability to think well

Wait, I can’t be that man lost from axillaries burning in hell

So I re-think my thoughts from the start

You are an Instrumental value & also intrinsic-

The beautiful part is you play both parts and never meant it

 So will it make a difference if I kill this tree

Or should I reflect on moral standings defined by a destroyed society?

 Then I thought how men planted towers that touch the sky-

And grew empires which never survived-

And yet you survived with little or no perspective

You don’t even know what that means

even as we humans lived with principle and stood corrected-

yet we are still going extinct...