Your Poetry Dot Com - Respect the Earth

Do you hear it? Mother Earth is crying
A river of polluted tears flows as something else is dying
Our species has raped her and think she'll be fine
And when she dies and subsequently so does mankind
there'll be nothing of our history and the achievements we've made
we'll be known only for destruction and the roles we played
in the annhilation everthing living cell,
from Africa to Europe and even the very homes we dwell,
what will we do if distant generations suffer?
because of how we lived and because of our careless blunders
I don't know about you, but I like the trees green,
I like the fresh air, and I like water that's clean,
Teach by example, take care of whats ours today,
because this is where your great-grandchildren will one day play
Stop her tears and respect her like you should
So things don't turn out as tragic as they could

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