It Is Unfortunate

It seems we are here to destroy the earth Killing the beautiful species one by one Polluting the rivers, ponds, seas and oceans Felling trees and plants so valuable to us We take pride in addressing the neighbors As enemies and killing innocent citizens We take pride in the number of nuclear Arsenals we have that will ultimately be Used to wipe out life from this beautiful Earth. We feel safe in stockpiling weapons. Living in the concrete jungles we hardly Get fresh air to breathe. Early morning sun Is obstructed by tall buildings and there is Hardly any open space to enjoy sunlight. Sweet sound of birds, rustling of leaves And whistling of wind is gone and we are Living in the silence of our own extinction.