PRECIOUS PLANET

Our precious planet plundered and poisoned. We bite the hand that feeds us day on day And hide our waste hoping it goes away. Our greedy ways we refuse to amend. Could we be heading for a sticky end For all we do is simply hope and pray? We are predators seeking easy prey. Thinking not, we continue to pretend. But we’re on a ship with broken rudder And sailing a sea through storm after storm In hope of finding land for more plunder And never thinking we can come to harm. We will beat nature for we’re so clever. Let’s not bother; it might be false alarm.