Paper and Plastic, Is Man Fantastic
Me, I'm just part of mother earth
I'm just a little particle
At least mother earth knows I'm worth
Me and other particles
We make up her ground
For purity it is, it's found all around
For millions of years
We absorbed so many things
Decaying plants and flesh
In daily life it brings
Then the day arrived
With the experiments of man
Creating what was never here
Was it in their future plans
I can still recall the day
Seeing a fluttering near me
It was so white, drifting like a leaf
But I couldn't picture the tree
Beside me it lay
Not for long, just a couple of weeks
Here, then it was gone
Us particles no longer weeped
The fortunate in us lived on
Living many, many years
But this day I'll always remember
Us particles choked, and lingering tears
Generations now have passed
The same colour, white like the paper
This time it never left
Mans creation, who cares, their caper
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