Wounds

In nature's realm, where life's unveiled,

A tale unfolds, its beauty impaled,

For humans, once in harmony aligned,

Have cast a shadow, nature maligned.

Forests once vibrant, green and grand,

Now echoes fade, lost to the land,

Concrete jungles thrive, the birds gone,

Nature's melody replaced traffic's song.

Rivers weep polluted tears, betrayed,

By thoughtless waste, their purity swayed,

Yet hope awakens, whispers of change,

To mend the wounds, a new range.

With gentle steps, let's seek to amend,

Embrace this Earth, its essence defend,

For in our hands, the power resides,

To heal, restore, where nature abides.