the lasting habitat of destruction
I am a creation of heaven, fron heavan I am
given forman to dwelland to toil.
But man,in complete disregard of truth,has
choseen to destroy all my children .
Greed and hate,the nagging times of age,
have flamed the heart of man.
The ravages of war and factory are
the friendly foe of man.
The youngesrt's fervent destroyer is
the fumes of the factory.
The water animals happily sing the songs of life,
while we send our nets to fish their families
in entirety
But know you not man that in your greed you may destroy all my off springs?
Yet in destroyingme,you pave a smooth way to
your own destruction.
Repent now from your greed and protect the
sons and daughters of mother nature.
The value of a shade will not be known until
the tree is cut down.
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