Oh bitter earth, a piece of art,
I pity you with all my heart.
For all us humans do all day
is destroying you in every way.

I wish I could, but no I can’t.
I wish I could lend you a hand.
I have no power, nor the brain
to heal your wound and ease your pain.

You have a blanket to protect us dearly,
a womb that is fading oh so clearly
and now it is nearly a hole in our way,
a hole that lets in all those ultraviolet rays.

That hole is the punishment to justify our sins,
caused by gasses, plastics and tins.
I mourn and have sorrow over my home,
for everything’s destroyed wherever I may roam.

Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Reactor two,
if this was going to happen, no one knew
and all of a sudden everything blew
and who was responsible, IT WAS YOU!