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The silent sound of a falling tree
The oil that chokes, the dying sea.
They push our planet to it’s ruin.
Those foolish powers what be they doing?
A tree it falls to a sorry end.
My mystic tree, my dearest friend.
Oh, how I loathe the things they do
They’re taking life from me and you.
As men get rich with worthless things
Through the corruption that greed does bring.
They spill their slime each where they go
As in their wake destruction grows.
With seas a dying, choked of life
As grey green slime, be causing strife.
Sea creatures cry, and scream with fear
As the planet dies but greed won’t hear.
The ozone layer be growing sick
As populations they grow so thick.
The green folk try to combat greed
But their advice those powers don’t heed.
This thing weighs heavy in the air.
The tower crumbles but they don’t care.
This Planet dies that I love so well
As mankind paves it’s way to hell
Copyright © sidney dugan | Year Posted 2018