Endangered Species

I can not see through the chaos of the world,
I can not hear through the violence.
No longer can I taste nature’s gifts,
for they have drowned in deadly silence.
The end is near some people fear,
but they do nothing to change it.
The people who tried did something,
but cried as they watched the world die around them.
We are the roots of destruction,
beauty decays where we grow.
Our happiness thrives when nature dies,
when there are no more seeds to sow.
So listen to the rhyme just one more time:
"You don’t know what you got till you loose it".
For this beautiful world will soon give up.
But the way it is, the way we choose it!
C.L.C.