Our cedar is depleting
Our smiles are replicating
Our eyes blindfolded
Cannot focus on our future extinct pride

Our cedar is going
Where exactly, I do not know
But this for sure I know
It is not coming back

This precious resource we have
No one on this planet holds
The rare species to have
Our own pride

Why have we turned into this
Irresponsible citizens we have become
Burning our own precious resources
We seemed to care less.