The soil is removed, and replaced
With concrete.
The trees are removed, and sold
In decent
The air is polluted, and the
ozone is thin
Under construction, men at work
When will it end?
The waters are undrinkable,
and the flowers now thirst
The Earth cries out as
the constructions gets worst
Earth is under unending
construction by man,
It is Jah who will repair
And give us a Paradise
Land