Destruction of Beauty

The destruction of natural beauty Something we cant comprehend truly The unstoppable fire like a bullet from a gun It rages just as passionately as the sun It continues on like a moving train This force is a natural desire that has no pain Its engraved into everyone's mind Something that doesn't discriminate It only emanates and evolves It never dissolves, unlike the resources of this planet Nature is fading slowly its barely lambent However there's still hope to conserve what we have Though it is our instinct to destroy There's a vest for that bullet and it can be stopped The urge to slash and burn it can be dropped The last tree will never be chopped Beauty is such a wonderful thing Even though it dangles on a string That string was almost cut once before Now we have a chance we can't ignore