From it You came,
And because of it You live,
It awarded You Your existence,
And proceeds to give.

Invites You in its arms,
Is welcoming and warm.
Provides You with abundance,
Everyday offering more.

And what do You give back?
Besides tearing everything down
To utmost obliteration
Leaving an open wound.

You don’t stop to notice,
You preserve less and less,
And the weaker links
Are near the extinction process.

You continue the demolition,
For the „greater good“ You say,
Wiping out what’s left,
Until nothing feels the same.

I warn You, there will be a day
You won't be opening Your eyes.
There is a rule You can not change-
Without the greenery Everything dies.