People, people, what have you to say,
In response to your naïve, ignorant way.
How many times does Mother Earth,
Have to teach you your lesson, and retract her Mirth
Why don’t you listen to Father Sky?
Your contraptions are causing him to say “Goodbye.”
You cannot recognize that Brother Water,
Is leaving from us, farther and farther.
Sister Willow, she very plainly weeps.
Her drooping, graceful leave have fallen to eternal sleep.
It’s our life, our own precious home we choose to kill.
Universal tears weep, if we had only followed natures will.