The daffodils are deafening in the spring
The blackbirds sing their chorus on the wing
The trees strum their roots in time
Whilst the bumblebee hums their rhyme
Though you hear it not, mortal men and foe
For you are away from nature and cause it woe
You drown the fishes in your decay
You choke the air as you ride away
You do not see what you have done
You only blame the heat of the sun
You can’t feel responsible for all this pain
You only think of what you gain
What gold lines your pockets well
What will make your stomach swell
And though you have what you feel is good
You haven’t really thought and stood
Beside nature hand to Earth
And realise all that it is worth
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