My Lord, ask You a question, I wish to, today;

Like men,why do You also sometimes Nature flay?

Humans chop off trees, so very many everyday

But can You kindly, not keep these storms at bay?

One storm, and trees many uprooted are from the clay

Your kindness n compassion, pl. spread around, all the way.

Protect our Earth and all of us, each n every day.

Without Your intervention, people, ruthlessly,
trees will slay.

We, forget, here on this very Earth, our progeny will stay.

Bless us with wisdom, so that protect we Nature n a penalty not pay.

Armin Dutia Motashaw