The world is changing. It is not quite what it used to be.
For my grandchildren I am concerned, and for their ancestors I weep.
The pollution is reaped from the seed that we sow.
Sulfur rain ignites death by glucose.
Typhoons, hurricanes, and even volcanoes will be more deadly than ever.
Yet we do nothing about it, and we all know we'd better.
The death created by humans is as plain as the day.
But the Earth still cries out in vain with its pain.
How many creatures that lived once no longer remain?
By the Earth's greatest creation destruction will unfold.
Humans wreak havoc and bring death wherever we go.
Nobody owns the lawn that they mow. We lease from ancestors, and leave it for them broke.
The Human race is the Earth's greatest joke.
The Human race is the Earth's greatest joke.
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