The Endangered

by Han M Greenbarg

Trees are falling
Ice mountains are crashing
Green is now brown
Mud pulls us down
They come with rifles
Fire in the air

Smoke all about us
Our young in their care
Nothing can save us

We can count on none
Death is soon
Sun sets now
Where is help
We cry
Who hears us
Who cares
We are dying
Earth
Life
Let it be precious again

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