The earth stands hushed in quiet dread,
The sky above wears fear like thread,
The cosmos trembles, still, afraid—
And every soul feels hope betrayed.
The axis of the world has swayed,
To end the world our hands have made.
A burden we became to ground,
Our thirst too deep, too unrenowned.
This thirst of ours—insatiate, blind—
Has wrung the earth, drained every kind.
For hunger, greed, and lustful aim,
We’ve scorched the soil, we’ve scorched the flame.
Biodiverse and balanced once,
We shattered nature’s innocence.
Now global warming, grim and vast,
Stands at our door—our time may pass.
The ozone, once our shield of grace,
A gift divine to guard this place,
We pierced and tore with careless might,
And let in death disguised as light.
In races to be ‘more evolved,’
We twisted nature, left none absolved.
The fields, the farms, the flowering groves,
The woods, the wilds—none left whole.
And now we stand at edge unknown,
No path ahead, no seeds we've sown.
The ponds, the streams, the rivers dry,
No waterfalls, no lakes nearby.
What fate awaits our days to come?
This fear must strike the loudest drum.
If we must save this world we know,
Then reverence to nature we must show.
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