We only see it’s hard and strong structure
But we need to see what’s within;
And it hurts deep inside,
It’s slowly dying because of you and me.
We are called to be stewards of his creation
But we are doing contrary to his will;
How I wish some people be sensitive
The trees, animals and the whole earth are depreciating.
We call this our home
Yet we care less about it
We ignore what’s in front of us,
Please here it crying.