Earth and Death
3.5 to 7 billion, that's a lot to say
That's how many trees are cut down every year
100 million a year, that's the number to fear
The ocean becoming a smaller place
Sea animals taking their last grace
3 billion a day, land animals not winning their race
In total 150 billion, wow humans are such disgrace
People talking about brining the climate down every year around
But, then complain they are being bound but it is really the endless fears being found
Mother Nature is crowned as the cruelest thing
When in reality that is our own doing
Nobody is perfect, that's not what we should be pursuing
But take a moment to think, instead of trying to undue the brewing of manhood's cruelty
Understand that there is so much more when you look at that's tree's beauty
Or when you smile at the reflection of the blue sea
Cause in the end it looks pretty, but how long until you see societies undoing
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