I Am the Earth

I am the trees way up high. I am the birds in the sky.
I am the valley down below. I am the dirt beneath your toes.

But I am getting hotter by the minute. So hot that you all might be stuck in it.
With crops failing and plastic everywhere, it makes me wonder if you really care?
Well maybe you don’t as you seem more interested In giving jobs and being elected as president.
With ice melting and levels rising, the only way this ends is with us all dying.

Your First Nations people took care of me. They didn’t take advantage of all you see.
They didn’t cut me for wood or burn me for coal. They treated me as part of their soul.

Then you came and took their land and things started to get out of hand.
You took what wasn’t yours to take, but you didn’t know of the trouble you’d make.
220 years later you said you were sorry, and admitted you were the cause for all the worry.
But I’m still burning, and it’s almost too late, it’s up to you to decide your fate

I am the earth proud and free.
All I ask is you take care of me.