The Brink
I love to see the lush, green trees.
Watch the flowers sway in the breeze.
Where is the greenery?
Where are the flowers?
Now I wonder,
Where are these treasures?
Over population, increasing pollution,
To these problems is there any solution?
We must realize, pamper nature
If you really care for your future.
For Mother Nature’s welfare.
Let us step out and render care.
Pledge to make the Earth green.
Keep the Earth beautiful and clean.
We are the cause of the pollution.
We can only give the solution.
Each one of us can plant a tree.
That will make the Earth pollution free.
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