Felicityjones

Nature Is Dieing

The world is hurt,

The grass is crying.

The plants are screaming,

Nature is dieing.

The air is polluted,

Many trees are cut down.

Animals lose their homes,

Restaurants are built in town.

There\'s trash on the streets,

Roadkill left on the road.

We are destroying our planet,

We are wrecking our home.

The flowers we pick,

They do feel pain.

The trees bleed sap,

They can still feel with no brain.     

We are killing ourselves,

Mother nature is mad.

Storms will come,

Wipe away everything we had.    

Volcanoes will erupt,

Lighting will strike.

You will feel her wrath,

Know what it feels like.