Mourning our Forest, our home: A Poetry Piece

We see fire burning our homes,
Touching the heart of the forest, the blazing never cease.
They said fire brings lives,
Maybe to the trees and shrubs,
It brings destruction to us and smaller organisms.
It does more damage than just to us wild beasts and Birds.
Man must pay the heavier price.
We lose our homes, you lose your weather,
Your climate becomes unstable,
You breathe in poisonous gases,
Water isn't safe for you no more,
Seasons will go out of sync,
There is food shortage for you and hunger will creep in,
So is famine and drought.
No home for us wild beast and birds,
No peace for humans burning our homes and cutting out trees.
Better stop now,
The circle of life depends solely on it.