Mother Earth

The land is in a constant state of birth, 
Giving life to all who live on Earth. 

As Humanity’s rubbish fills her land, 
She continues to tolerate all our demands. 

But this shall not go on for long, 
There will be a time when she’ll be gone. 

Our carelessness has led to this you see,  
We’ve only got one Earth there isn’t a planet B. 

Soon her cries will turn to gloom, 
And man will cause its own doom. 

So let's work together and plant some trees, 
And get rid of the pesticides which kill her bees.