Beautiful Mother Nature

Beautiful mother nature

As the gentle breeze blows past mine ears

I hear whispers of cries, whispers of tears

Oh sweet green

Has man turned again

How beautiful the colour blue was

And the chill it brought suited you thus,

And now it melts away

Like the labour of our heroes past every day

How lovely the trees where

Their green clothing and brown underwear

Such beautiful sight punished,

Felled and carried as rubbish

The stench of beautiful flowers

That attract butterflies at early hours

Mowed down to be seen,

An expected rural scene

Some say you are a destroyer

Some say you're a wicked mother

Your ruthless aggression

Causes Volcanic eruption

Hurricane, thunder storms, flood

Which though wastes man blood

But dear mother, you still love us

As the food we eat still is and was

You still care about your children

Even though your worst enemies are man

But why? O! Why?

Why has man not heard your cry?

O sweet mother

Why are they bent to torture and to slaughter?

If thou can just open their eyes o mother

To see such beauty they murder

O nature

For you have given natura to the world

O beautiful nature

My ode to thee