Mother Earth Is Weeping

Mother Earth Is Weeping

Look to the sky, see the dying trees.
The ocean’s all polluted, from oil refineries.
Can you tell by the sky’s color, if it’s day or night?
What happened to the bees? They’ve gone from sight.

Mother earth is weeping
When her babies should be sleeping.

Global warming is destroying our world.
How many bombs must we haul?
Unless we change our selfish ways,
The human race will go extinct someday.

Millions of animal are dying,
Children in India are crying,
Bellies swollen with hunger and right.
A heartbreaking sight

Mother earth is weeping
When her babies should be sleeping.

Let’s stop the wars—
Prejudice, hatred, and battle scars.
The world can’t heal itself.
Forget about your greed and commonwealth.

We must all join together now
And show the world what we can do.
I’m ready to make it happen now…
So what about you?

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