I am the tree holding back the sea.
Could you find in your hearts to stand with me?
The last defense I am, for the marsh around my feet.
Stop the building. Stop rerouting waters flow.
Stop the levees, let them go.
What kills me?
If the river is not silting, it’s eroding. Ignorance, greed, the quick buck, arrogance, levees, spillways, damns, too much salt water is killing me.
The physics plain and simple, more marsh less catastrophe.
I am the tree holding back the sea; stand together and fight with me.
I give you life, give back, I plea. I am the tree holding back the sea.