Beautiful Blue
Colors of creation
A sphere in the sky
Blues, greens and gold
Placed perfectly aligned
Take in her beauty
Such a sight to behold
Slowly she's dying
Of contamination
and of fools
Big companies making profit
All while polluting our air
As long as there's money
Why should they care
We were all put here to love her
Protect her with pride
Instead we're killing her
One day at a time
Sadly soon there will be to much damage
All we'll be left with is a worthless planet
No more humans, no life of any kind
Her creator left sad,disappointed and crying
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