My home, My heaven
Can we save you, can we care once more
For all the wrongs we have done
I feel so bad the way we made you sad
The way we made you cried so badly
You taught us the mysteries of life
And the many histories of man
Why do I feel you always have the answers
To life’s little problems
You breathe your air and spin around
Innocently and contently
We get told to respect our elders
Then why can’t we respect you?
Was there a time when you were happy?
Did you think of all things you could do?
Do you think of them still?
Although what we’re done to you
I see the tears you cry
I feel the pain you go through
Because I feel them too
I wish I could tell the others time is running out
I wish I could show them all
My god Earth
How much more can you take?
I can only do so much
In all so little time