Mother Nature screams,
While people talk about their dreams.
She lets us trample her,
While we watch cats purr.
She gives us honey,
But all we want is money.
She says it is a huge problem, Climate Change,
But all we worry about is our money range.
We uproot her trees,
While we worry about our fees.
We empty her ocean,
And mix new potions.
All her animals are killed,
While our stomachs are filled.
All we want is fame,
But life will never be the same!
To: Humans
From: Mother Nature’s Butler
