The Green’s Life Pleasure and Grief

Cloudy blue skies in our eyes,
Are fluffy and cute.
Turns into dark cloud,
Pours down to the ground.

It freshens the greens,
Brings life to the withered,
And blooms the flowers,
That our eyes can see.

In spite of the beauty
Destruction is on the verge
Fire is in the woods
Turned blue skies into gray.

The man is the one to blame,
For the ruination of life and peace,
Fires enrage and dominate,
And destroys the living.

Man throws garbage everywhere,
Devoured by land and sea animals,
Causing them to perish,
And then became extinct.

Damage has been done,
Dead and extinction aftermath,
Nature is almost eradicated,
With less chance of survival.

Seeking help and peace,
To humans who only can reverse,
The mistakes of man are done,
To the beauty and tranquility.

Nature mends gradually,
With few humans who care,
And reverses the catastrophe,
At the forsaken Mother Nature.

Time is swiftly running,
And it might be too late,
To help and mend nature,
And to reverse the destruction.