Echoes of Gaia

The luscious, green mountain, with rivers and streams so beautiful

The beds of baby’s breath and tulips, the warm smell of summer,

The warm light of the sun, and the cool breeze dancing around my face

Although a rose, will slowly crumble.

Does man deserve this beauty?

For the wrath of man, is unforgiving

A lazy fog of black, hungry, suffocating smoke, enveloping the beautiful wonderland

The machines laughing and slaughtering nature

Where are the old and wise trees, who were once giving shade? The enchanting flower?

Please replant nature, for the humans devour.

The creation of Gaia, where has it gone?

Why have they done this?

For money, wealth, and power?

All I can see now, a barren wasteland, with withered flowers

Nature begs for mercy, but all they do burn… destroy… make them stop…

But Gaia’s vengeance is unforgiving

Please, stop this madness, the forest, in anguish

So beautiful, you must take action.

Tortured by her creation, mankind

As they suffocate Gaia, the Lungs of this World