The trees still green, I wonder how ? The plants and bushes that grow on the ground The green fresh look they still seem to have After all these humans, don’t give a d*mn
The dust in the air, taking away the charm The fresh green leaves, I still wonder how But I see them grey- In a few years from now With all pollution That will take over the world Grey will be the color Of the leaves
Children will learn the color grey as The color of the leaves The color of the sky The color of the air we breathe Nothing seems to be fresh Nothing seems to be a beautiful sight
We now as individuals, must do our part To help these plants stay fresh and green For the years to come they should Be a wonderful sight to see— The color of these leaves Must be Beauty Green