I need the air that I breath, the waters to drink, the earth to nourish me and yet you think, you can do away with it all, with lust and money and greed and haul great wealth into your life, well, it’s a form of suicide is it not? When you rape the world and then let it rot.
Oh men of greed, you are in greater need, of being shown a newer way
Don’t forsake this earth of ours; listen before it’s too late.
Reap not for the benefit for yourselves, think of everyone
For someday this earth will die, because of people like you, the people I call scum.
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