COP TWENTY EIGHT AND WAIT

We plunder precious planet at a pace. Now seems we’re showing some signs of regret As ill effects now hit us in the face? But still our need for more land must be met, Thus wildlife we continue to displace When their age old habitats we target. Now we go on depriving them of land So that our billions further expand. We see ourselves as Master of Nature, So she is there to serve our every need, To be our slave for present and future. Perhaps our need we should admit is greed. Am I painting a worrying picture As our mean ways now make this planet bleed? How long can our clever ways dominate And what will come after COP twenty eight.