When you look at me, do you see the damage done?
I was once majestic but now I provide only scenery
I am here for your pleasure
Do you even know my name?
Steady and constant, I am always here
I’ve seen you all come and go, animals, birds, humans
I have never spoken against you or how you use me
But this is ridiculous.
These, theses, these things, what do you call them?
Roads, yes, roads.
And these truck-car things, too.
Really?
Don’t give me that look
I’ve been here for centuries, millennia and you have nothing on me
I was centuries before you lot first discovered these car-truck things
Yes, I am so old and no, I don’t want to look younger.
I will be here for years, decades, centuries
Only Mother Nature or you will determine my fate
I’ll leave you all to it.
What will it be?