Children of the earth


If nature is a temple,

Birthing in its arms ample

Why do we ever trample

Everyone of her samples?


If nature is our mother

Why can’t we come to love her

As we would no other

And not just let her wither?


And if nature is our home

It is not only our own,

We must not let this grand dome

Become one upon we frown.


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