Why?

Like a giant I stood - majestic
Branches reaching into the sky.
My girth so wide, my roots so strong - you cut me down, why?
No arms could circle me and though I cleaned your air and let you breathe and cooled your brow -
yet still, you cut me down, - why?

I was here before you and know your past - heard your secrets, yet kept them still.
No one came to my defense - I was just something else to kill.

A giant stump I stand today with roots that trip you as you pass - my inside crumbling day by day, yet still you give me not one glance.
No longer can I reach the sky -
You made me die,
You cut me down - Why?