I Cry
I cry for those that are left behind
How can we be so blind?
We strip them bare
We poison their air
We kill and slaughter
Spill oil in their water
How can we be so self absorbed?
We continue to hoard until there is no more
The polar bear is left without a home
The buffalo can no longer roam
All life is beautiful
How can we be so cruel?
If we look closely
We no longer have to be lonely
We can take the hands of our sisters and brothers
And treat the earth as we'd treat our mother
How can we learn to love?
How can we learn to be kind?
Because I weep for the creatures that we have left behind
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