by Marguerite Wegner
I call on sun and wind and rain,
to put the Earth in order again.
I call on scientists to stop
genetically engineering the crops
For those subjecting animals to hell,
to stop the slaughter houses as well,
and of people to multiply much less
to relieve the Earth of overpopulation stress.
For mankind to return the earth to a time
when peace and harmony reigned divine,
and greenhouse gasses were unknown,
as across the world mankind did roam.
If mother nature, you hear my plea,
and return the bounties to the sea,
I will try to spread the word
that over fishing is absurd.
Please give us all a second chance,
and allow us your beauty to enhance
with human children born to know
to respect nature as they grow.
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