The long lands free untouched now a place where people combust
cutting the beautiful trees to please their daily needs
The miss-please as we make the world bleed,
the smoke that makes our air choke,
and were just watching, botching the forests and treating the world at its poorest.
The forest fires, performance tires oh! the number of cars polluting the air.
Animals trying to survive as we as people are striving off their skin and bones
Bones that we sell to now create our home.
Homes that need space to embrace the land that they have taken,
That they’ve bargained for just for that daily need that please
Please know how we’re seizing the world as our own now knowing
how we are spreading this disease of destruction and displease to our world
With that corruption, abruption as we dysfunction our world
open your eyes and see the pleas of the world as it departs
And what can we do?
Written by plumtree
Topics: 2021-22 School Year, Complete Archive (2012-2020)