I’m walking down the street
Balled up candy wrapper in my hand
Thrown towards the corner garbage can
Missed and added to the rest of the decay
Called liter that’s across the land.

When will people realize
We’re destroying “the mother”
We’ve polluted her tears and body
We continue to cut her hair that provide us with
The air one cannot live without

Using her bodily parts to manipulate her
Shape her to our liking
We’ve disconnected ourselves from her
We’re killing her slowly
But the mother does and will get her revenge
For the weather is her weapon
Reminding us who’s in control
So let’s change the world

Reconnect to our mother
And try to restore
Whatever majesty our mother still possesses.