man hath placed
his ruinous hand
on the Earth's finest attributes
no service to the natural world
hath man imparted

he cuts the trees down
he digs holes in the ground
he pollutes the atmosphere
he spills oil on the pristine coral reefs
and the list of his misdeeds
go on and on...

man shall pay
for the ruin
he hath wrought upon the planet
his unfeeling hand
touches ever corner
of planet

a day of reckoning
isn't far away
all the beauteous assets
shall all be blown away

man has yet to realize
that he needs
to protect the planet
for future generations
that are yet to come

there is only one planet
for humanity to live on
and where will we go
when man's hand
has ruined
this Earth's
magnificent show

a message
a clarion call
a megaphone

man's hand
touches the planet
without a properly
conceived thought