Nature is a Beautiful Thing

Nature is a beautiful thing… When it isn’t retaliating But can we really blame nature for her emotional mood swings? Isn’t it our fault that the air has smog rings? And our fault that majority of our forests are seared? And isn’t it us that have made the seas unclear? Can we blame Mother Nature for her anger toward us? She nursed this world, her child, from ashes and dust We chop its trees, and drill holes in its body Getting what we want and leaving messes so gaudy We’ve poked holes in Earths blanket The result, it’s too hot Mother tried to warn us Now It’s too late for a fix to be sought Now we are slowly going to turmoil Trying to fix what we destroyed It may be too late Something we simply can’t avoid The End