Blight

The Earth is a home, one of its kind, 
An abode of life, including mankind. 
Our ancestors, lived and flourished, 
Among forests and along rivers, 
Nature and its gift they cherished.

Humans today are quite different, 
Living a life of apathy and no insight; 
Our quest to satisfy our wants, 
Have turned lakes and rivers to swamps; 
Forests and mountains to barren haunts. 

Our duty to this earth we've transgressed, 
Not realizing the results of our actions; 
Being oblivious to our own plight, 
We've shred to bits the Earth spirit; 
Beckoning misery and our own blight.



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