God’s dream fulfilled, green earth, Blue seas
Animals of every sort on land, then there is man.
God gave us the world, one of His most precious gifts.
What must God think of we, His children?
We take God’s beautiful gift, His Creation,
We destroy it with everything that we do.
We pollute the air, the land, the streams and seas.
The mountains laid bare with the destruction of trees.
What must God think of you and of me?
Coal stripped from the land, Oil polluting the ground,
Oozing into the ocean, too many barrels to count.
Little creatures becoming extinct, we hunt them for sport .
Nuclear and chemical warfare we seek!
This is what God must see when He sees us.
"My children are bringing about their own demise."
Look around you, tears will then fall.
We take from God’s gift , throw it back in His face
Then we say we’re smarter, the human race;
But we are the ones who will cause us to lose all
God lowers his head and says “it is finished”.
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