Kapre
A giant lives here
Could you believe that?
Likes to play cards and
Fight with my pet cat
He sleeps, sleeps, and sleeps
Or gambles with glee
He yells at the kids
That play near his tree
The oak in my yard
Is his new address
My lovely garden
Now looks like a mess
Broken bottles and
Crushed cans and spoiled food
And plastic and glass
All around. No good.
From the high branches,
More junk would rain down
“Stop trashing my yard!”
I yell with a frown
He growls in response.
Then bellows “Says you!
You humans don’t care,
So why should I, too?”
“I care about Earth!”
He doubts what I say.
“Well humans put trash
In my home ev’ryday”
He explains how boats
Would stop near his shore
To fill his abode
With landfills galore
How can I defend
Or justify this?
This news of abuse
That no one should miss.
Do people realize
This world is in pain?
Do not ignore her,
Show her no disdain.
I care about Earth
It’s our planet, our home.
There is nowhere else
Our people can roam.
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