Need to Survive

It cannot be seen, by the naked eye,

But without it, I would surely die.

Fore it's consumed by a flame,

As well by humans, it's all the same.

As I stand on lonely land, out in sea,

I am thankful that I breathe.

Born from Mother Nature's plants,

Life is what this merely grants.

Without oxygen, I would not live,

So for survival, oxygen I would not give.