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Earth Day (why hurt nature)


I have been here my whole life and everyone has taken advantage of me, my father & mother had me & as a seed I seen history I seen man take over this land & murder Gods creations. Just last week I witnessed my parents cut down in front of me no longer feeling whole I get dimmer and weak like mother earth I feel her pain & she is very angry. From that boy who dropped his pop bottle or the girl that dropped her chip bag they had that opportunity to do the right thing & save life not human life but life for my fellow friends the birds or the neighbors the squirrels, yeah this seems soft & lame but it also should bring shame to the ones who liter & poison my family with bitter toxins
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