In the forest’s quiet shade,
Where shadows of the past parade,
The tiger prowls on borrowed time,
Its echo fading, once so prime.

Oceans deep, where whales once played,
Now whisper loss in waves that fade.
Coral reefs, once vibrant, bright,
Grow pale beneath a ghostly light.

The rhino’s horn, the elephant’s tusk,
Chased by greed, consumed by dusk.
In nature’s heart, a silence grows,
A world endangered, sorrow knows.

But in our hands, the power lies,
To lift these lives, to clear the skies.
If we protect, if we defend,
Nature’s song will never end.