Nature is life

Leaves rustle, trees bristle

In the breeze, and you

Wonder why?

Flowers elegantly blossom,

As I lay on the prickling grass.

Miners begin to chirp loudly,

With bees buzzing in a field.

What went wrong?

We protested and protested,

And yet nothing.

Animals lose their homes

And we’re here doing nothing.

If we are a fair community

They should be listening.

With trees now gone,

Nature lost its beauty.

How will the Gods trust us,

Knowing that we destroyed Earth,

How can we trust ourselves?