When all trees cease breath
and all rivers smell of death
Money means worthless.
Widespread destruction of lives, sources of income and natural habitats - happening in the Philippines and in other places in the world right now are products of human activities - worsening as climate change increasingly approaches the point of no return. It reminds me of the Cree Indian saying: "Only when the last tree has died and the last river been poisoned and the last fish been caught will we realise we cannot eat money." This haiku paraphrases it.