Plenty of Resources
We frick and frack and break a back.
No problem. Plenty of resources.
We can get by with losing a few.
Some of the crazy ones are out there planting trees
As we cut them down willy nilly, unconcerned.
Not realizing when they are gone, we will be too.
We are out for the dollar, but what can we spend it on
When the earth dries out and the produce cannot grow
and we are dead?
Some think we can replenish the earth in time.
I hope you are right.
But in case you are wrong, can you please help
the environment instead of injuring or killing it?
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