Lacertine Forest-Psycroptic

In this world there's an unknown forest Deep within parts not explored yet A corner of earth that's a mystery Though only to our human race A residence Of an ancient clan That have lived here for generations And have survived By remaining in this place of seclusive presidence A forest an extensive population Of lizards various breeds Most un named Some with almost human features Most half breeds Some you'll find can even fly Their species is growing larger All are born Within the trees And their skin is rough like Scaled Bark They are born with just a mother From a spawn taken from the tree It is secreted on her skin Within days a child is within Only six weeks and the child is born a male but no genitals There are no need for these as all are fathered by the trees This is a race on a steady decrease An unknown foe called 'humans' Deadly pollution Drifting across Ocean to their land Causing drought Killing the trees Taking their life source Causing distress Elders call council Much discussion Form strategy Then after much careful planning Decides To send a troop of flying lizards A broad Their mission is to discover What it is that is destroying Their fragile eco system And to try make things right We are a race from an ancient source That have lived here for generations And have destroyed a multitude of things in Our time of residence We must now face our destruction By a division of lacertilians Their bodies are more resistant to our Weapons Than Anything we can create We are now doomed to extinction And We surely deserve it Deluded arrogance Mistreatment Of our worl Will lead to certain death Please forgive our human race