Climate Change
The Earth is speaking soft and low,
In melting ice and winds that blow.
The fragile world, we watch it break,
With every storm and every quake.
The oceans rise,the forests thin,
A quiet battle deep within.
The rain that falls, the tides complain,
Are lessons hard for us to learn?
The rivers dry, the mountains mourn,
As nature's heart is bruised and worn.
But in the dark, there shines a light,
A chance to stand, a chance to fight.
Plant the seeds, let forests breathe,
Protect the life that lies beneath.
The world we craft, the love we show,
Will shape the land our children know.
So rise with heart and stand with grace,
So save this precious , sacred place.
For every action, great or small,
Can shape the future of us all.
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